you get one day out of possibly quite some months to feel special…the rest of the time , im just too busy to care , show that i care or know you exsist
i dont see your kindness as a good thing , i see that as a threat
i cant wrap my small mind around why you would need comfort and compassion , when i cant think outside of my own exsistance
i dont know why you feel the need to be nice to people who look like they could use some sweetness in their lives , why bother!
all i can so is reflect every miserable bit of my being in your direction
all my faults are your fault
you have no idea what you are doing , saying or mean
you are small and forgettable compared to me , no matter what you do or the effort you put in
you are not my friend , you are not my lover , i dont even like you
ps….DM , i hope you are still doing the noble thing , in a time when soooooooo many people your age wouldnt bother let alone be brave enough
keep up the good work
i keep you in my heart and thoughts
stay brilliant , you Will make a difference
(pink bunny remembers blue bunny)
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oh! AND Pss! ‘Somewhere to Write’! welcome back! ive missed the months out of U! <3