I overdosed on self-love.
Lies had begun to accumulate inside of me. In the back of my mind, slowly consuming all that's left of my sanity. I wonder when I'm going to snap when my head will implode. When all the lies will come pouring out of me and then never stop coming out. I hope it's soon. Because I just can't hold it any longer.
Feeling this bad became normal and I couldn't tell what I was supposed to be feeling from what I was actually feeling. Treating myself badly became heating myself. And hating myself made me invest in some self-love.
But too much love is never good for one person.
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This Is How You Lose Yourself
Teen Fiction"Why are you crying?" He asks in concern because of my puffy red eye and the toll this chain reaction had on me. "I poked my eye." I make a move to wipe it with my sleeve. He smiles. I got my answers. I'm not happy. I don't know what I was expecting...
