| Stranger: | Okay, tell me something you're good at. |
| Me: | Self-destructing. |
| Stranger: | Oh, come on. That can't be all. Give me a few more serious ones. |
| Me: | Hurting people I care about. |
| Me: | Withstanding the pain on my left wrist. |
| Me: | Faking smiles. |
| Me: | Being fat. |
| Me: | Sleeping. |
| Me: | Running away (metaphorically, I'm horrible at real running). |
| Me: | Losing friends. |
| Me: | Sitting alone in my bed. |
| Stranger: | Wow, you're depressing me. Really though, tell me something positive that you're good at. |
| Me: | Making up fake conversations to show my followers what a shit day I've had? |
| Stranger: | I give up. |
| Me: | Don't worry, you're not the first one. |
Anonymous
i dont. at all. i try my best to make every fucking relationship work. wannuh know how many girls ive broken up wiht? ONE. only one. and that was because i was treated like shit. i dont try to jump around. i find people that i really like that it hink give the same amount of fucks about me that i do them. but it turns out nobody does. thats why i “go from girl to girl like its nothinng” because if they really did care then they wouldnt break up with me all the time. i get over it. the whole jasmine thing is a completely different situation. just because i got over my last relationship and i found somebody eles i really like doesnt make me a douche bag. i dont use girls for sex or anything. thats possibly the worst thing somebody can do. that toys withb emotions and fucks people up. so just stop. cus now i feel like a complete cunt and asshole when all i try to do is be happy, for once.
