You're so pretty.
Is it weird to say that about a guy? Someone who's self-esteem is so incredibly fragile and broken?
I just want you to be happy, love. You deserve so much and feeling this way about yourself hurts me as well as you.
And as being hurt is inevitable, I feel like nothing can make it worse. Including coming forth.
You wouldn't ever love me, though.
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Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now
Non-Fictiondiary entries that I probably shouldn't post TW anxiety mood drops harsh language