ascetic as a core value
title this one everything i could say to your face: maybe i’m just afraid of you and everything that surrounds you. because something that beautiful is by automatic nature intense and i just don’t know what to do. did i tell you no, i didn’t that i talked to him today and i told the story of you and i, for the first time, in my own words. sometimes you just love someone so much that it not working out, again, could mean that love is false. and i just don’t think i could handle that i’m just a piece of pussy. i always have been. and you knew that all along, i can’t handle myself around things that matter. i use words like love, because words like that do matter, but don’t look so offended you know you should be flattered. i’m so fucking sorry for all of this. and i didn’t fuck him. it was much much more disgusting than that. maybe love is real and christians are right and we don’t deserve it. you have to understand how terrifying it all is.