going here because this is the only safe place where you wont see this and where she wont see this. so, here we go!! starting now!!
i’m scared to talk to you first. especially when you’re mad at me like this. i could already tell that i already somehow messed up and that youre upset with me when you don’t say ‘goodnight.’ you just say ‘later,’ ‘bye,’ or ‘yeah.’
you say everything with punctuation
and thats how i can tell youre upset with me.
im not allowed to sleep or accidentally sleep in before tossing everything back down into the dark, cramped little rut we’re stuck in right now. i dont know what i’ve done wrong. i’m just too scared to talk to you while you’re upset. you don’t understand how scared i’m getting right now just at the thought that this might never pass and that you’re swearing at me and would be yelling if we were talking face to face.
im sorry that i dont know how to confront you. im sorry that i dont know how to fix this. im sorry that im just too scared to try when youre angry with me.
im sorry that i made you hurt yourself. im sorry that im the bane of your fucking existance.