Stop looking at me under a microscope. I’m sure you don’t like having every word, action or look dissected. We are all more then what little words we write and f*** f*** ups we make. You can look closely at me all day and you still wouldn’t know the depths of my mind. The emotions that I’ll never let show or the thoughts that randomly come up. I couldn’t or wouldn’t put most of them into words, also there’s no need to write them all down.
You’ll never fully know me.