It’s no longer november

I invited you in.

And now, what?

My mind is out of control.

Why am I doing this to myself?

Why am I doing this to you?

“It’s not me.
It can’t be.
It’s not you.
I can’t do what I do if it’s you.
This is not happening.”

– Mew

It’s my turn to be nice.

“I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you’re not here.
‘Cause I burnt every bridge I ever built when you were here.
I still try… holding onto silly things, I never learn.
Oh why? All the possibilities. I’m sure you’ve heard.”

– Paramore

God, please help me to let go.

Please increase my tolerance.

I don’t want to let these little or big things get to me anymore.

I’m self-destructing.

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