I do this to myself…. so I suppose I fucking hate myself for it,
but I am so fucking sick of how I create these ideas in my head,
and then get let down
I wish I could blame someone else.
I could half blame Disney,
and the other half,
how my father treats my mother like a princess,
regardless of how insane she is acting.
I am an over-thinking idiot.
I just wanted more.
I just want to be something worth getting excited over.
It’s my own fucking stupid insecurities,
which are ironically what ruined things in the first place.
I guess that’s always my problem.
I’m unfair, and I know it.