It’s becoming so comforting, I’m scared as hell but I don’t want to cause pain to anyone. Whenever I look at my wrist, it becomes so attractive to cut. I want my soul to be with God sometimes I don’t know if I’m doing life right. I’m too scared, I don’t like the idea of someone hurt because of me. Never want to get used to feeling sad, I hate loving people romantically because I want to be the best for them, I want to trust them with everything, I always want to be the first one they call, I hate feeling left out but sometimes it feels like my reality. Maybe they will be happier without me, just my memories. They will live with it, till the day we meet again.