11:00 tuna sandwiches
like a fucking lady.
“You think wrong.”
Well FUCK YOU.
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It gives a whole new meaning to the phrase “forever alone”
I heal people. I heal people’s psychological wounds by loving them, and being the person they go for support and advice and companionship. I heal people and suddenly, I’m forced into the role of partner and sometimes lover, instead of healer. And then, they want me to stay. And that’s when I stop healing people, and I start hurting them. Because I leave, because there are other people that need me. There are other people that need to be healed. And then, my role changes once again, from partner and teacher to traitor. To somebody who hurts people, even after I helped make them stronger.
I come out as the bad guy.
But only because they now have the strength to heal themselves on their own.
I heal people, and I hurt people.
I love people. What I do, no matter healing or hurting, I do out of love.
People love me for what I do for them. And then they hate me for what I do to them.
Very rarely do people love me for simply being me. Very rarely do people love me for my stories, and my background, and my laughter and my smile.
In fact, only one person has ever loved me like that. Loves me like that. And now look at that, I left him too.
I’m too fucked up to make myself happy. I’ll just keep on making everybody else feel good.
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