Please See Me Skirting around my issues. Love #life on tissues. Thinking not speaking keeping in my head things I should have just fucking said. Bragging of honesty but locking away things I was thinking not willing to say. Scared of rejection not knowing for sure. If fates where we are then where is free will. The aims of decisions to occupy time. And left with the thought that was already mine. I should have just asked spoken my thoughts not enclosed them on fiction you've told me before. Please say what you're thinking you'd never be mad instead I'm left turning alone and sad.
Respect!
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