It’s not that I’m against attachment, I think it’s nice to want someone around, and for them to stay there. It’s just the aftermath that scares me. Because I’ve realized no one, and I mean no one is permanent, no matter how many plans and promises you make. I know that’s how life works, but it’s a scary thought.
one day i’ll lose weight and do my eyebrows and eat healthy and have a group of friends make my wardrobe into 100% clothes that i love but until then i’ll be on here i guess