Voices in my head just said that I’m “may own version of you” insert your name where you see it fit.
What the fuck does that mean?
All day they were going on about how much you love me and that I’m special and coming down the the last few minutes of my work day they pull this plot twist.
I can go on loving myself well enough but I KNOW I’m not you, especially if you’re the person in my hallucinations that willingly defects in public whenever someone brings up how you feel about me so you can say with confidence that I’m ‘the shit.”
THAT HAS BEEN ROLLING AROUND MY NOGGIN FOR SO LONG AND I DID NOT HAVE THE WORDS FOR IT UNTIL NOW.
My mind is a hot gross mess of abuse and violence and I KNOW I don’t think of these things regularly I KNOW who the fuck I am so WHERE THE FUCK DOES THE COME FROM AND WHAT THE FUCK DOES IT HAVE TO DO WITH YOU!?
FUCK.