most emotionally damaging part of my childhood
The door is always open. I don’t mean that for everybody. In all honesty, I’m this hateful, dreadful sort of person. I hate everyone I don’t intend on fucking & then I eventually hate them too.
I’m difficult. I know I’m difficult. I know that loving me made you cry. I know that I did some terrible things, but how I am with you, how I felt for you, how I still feel about you, about us, is a way I’ve never been able to be with anyone, for anyone. I’ve never been able to understand anything past my own body & yet I understand you.
You think I would yell if you came back. You’re wrong. You think it’s better off this way. You’re wrong. You think she’s going to be enough & that one day you’ll see her & the beauty will burn your eye. You’re wrong. You’re wrong. You’re wrong. Everything you think you know is wrong.
You see, I keep coming back for you. I keep turning over the rug, flipping the mattress. So what if we both drew blood? We can just change the goddamn sheets. It never has to be so complicated.
If we lose one thing, we are never guaranteed to find another. There is no carbon copy. There’s no expiration date either. It’s never too late. The gun you shot & the gun I shot & the blood & the sheets & the weakness. All it proves is that I still love you. All it proves is that you can’t kill this.
So stop trying. Stop thinking about what it will take. Stop thinking about who still needs to forgive who & what for. There’s not a goddamn thing to forgive. It’s okay by me. The wall we crashed into, is okay by me. Messes can always be cleaned & bones can always be reset. So, please, stop thinking about what I’ll say or what you’ll say, because this is what I’ll say
—I miss you more than I could ever hate you & I know how to love you better than I know how to be angry at you, so when you want to come home, just come home. The door is always open. You don’t even have to knock.——Moriah Pearson, I’ll be inside (free-writing)
or just don’t send nudes?
or how about you stop blaming girls for nasty ass actions. sit your ass down and stop victim blaming. yall the one asking for nudes anyways. sit down and get out
Seriously though it’s both people’s fault. The boy for asking and the girl for doing or vise versa. Neither person is a victim nor a person at fault but instead both are at fault. If you don’t want your nudes leaked don’t send them. If you don’t want to get shit for leaking nudes don’t leak them or better yet don’t ask for them? No one forced anyone to send nudes just like how no one forced anyone to ask for them. So both of you all shut the fuck up and quit blaming each other for shit that’s your own fault
im actually really afraid that no one will fall in love with me