i get paranoid sometimes,
and i'm convinced everyone hates me.
my therapist thinks i have social anxiety.
i don't think so.
i think i'm just smart enough to know
that the face of human nature is
horrifyingly ugly.
((unfortunately, it took get hurt by someone i trusted
to realize this.))
i believe in love. i believe in second chances and silly bands and making myself happy, because no one else ever will.
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