This isn’t the time to
analyze myself
we still have two sections of America to go.
you enjoyed her addiction, it gave you more control. you didn’t even need to fuck her anymore. just bring tinder thots home so she could sweat her regrets out on the couch
you wanted to rub her nose in it. you wanted her to suffer
This is dark dude
you gave her the car out of guilt, knowing that she wasn’t responsible enough to handle it. you knew that she was going to fuck this up too. you suspected this was the only way she’d ever really get clean, locked up like an animal. just to make you feel better about yourself
Just because you have access to my
worst thoughts & fears
doesn’t mean that your voicing them creates who I am. We are all the editors of a rough draft that we’re in the process of constantly revising. Honesty and sincerity correct toward the truth and every day is a new page in the story.