I can’t believe confessional

i vowed to tell the truth 

And if you could get through enough of the glorified obfuscation (what do you expect it’s a little thing called dissociative order which I was able to channel into verbal transgressions of the transitive type) but I’d always prefer you not know me because it generally ends up painful in some way I did not want or suspect or expect and don’t want heart ache despite being way too good at it

Art form confessional sharpening knife in same room my life is surreal. I told you you could find the truth here and now it scares me how honest I am.
Please don’t kiss me

I can’t take it

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