𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐓.

let’s admit， without apology， what we do to each other.

i have always loved you， and i will always love you. i was thinking of you， seeing your face in my mind， every second that i was away. when i told you that i didn’t want you， it was the very blackest kind of blasphemy.

i'm almost never serious， and i'm always too serious. too deep， too shallow. too sensitive， too cold hearted. i'm like a collection of paradoxes.