I Never Try To Leave Because I Worry That If I Try To Leave, You Won't Even Try To Stop Me.

I have heard that self love is survival. But for me it's my love for you that keeps me going.

Even as my hate for the world and self pushes me to end it all.

Yes and yes

Oh my heart.

You left him!!!!!

I fell in love with you and just like that I was  

       no longer perfect

I will love you so hard. Achilles will weep.

You know what guys I don't make the rules but just personally I feel like every good group MUST have the following:

A technically skilled science/tech dweeb everyone underestimates who would actually do very well in prison; secret freak. LGBTQ rep. Hyperfixates. Voted #1 most likely to violate the Geneva conventions. Voted #1 most likely to still consider their childhood rival their sworn enemy well into adulthood.

Highly neurotic yet low-key super competent weirdo who wears cargo pants and just wants everything to be normal for five goddammit minutes but is still somehow in the front row when the shit hits the fan. Will hold your beer and watch you eat concrete trying to perform an impromptu backflip at a house party. Will drive you to the hospital afterwards. Probably won't yell at you if you puke in their car.

High-society classy ho who obviously outshines everyone else in fancy social settings. Dresses well, speaks well, holds themselves well, fits right in with the snooty upper class bastards. Their deep dark secret? The heart and soul of a dirty peasant. Nobody can know that oysters and caviar make them wanna hurl. Secret pleasures include doritos, ugly pajamas, and bad daytime TV. Their parents suck.

Conventionally attractive and charismatic "leader" figure who outwardly appears calm, cool, and collected until the pressure is off and the anxiety disorder comes out. Has an organized sock drawer. Does meal prep once a week. Goes to the gym regularly. Seems like they have all their shit together until you get a phone call at 4 in the afternoon because their hand is glued to a barstool and they can't explain how it happened

Awkward and uncharasmatic "leader" figure who has more street smarts than book smarts and doesn't seem to take anything seriously until all the cards are down. Edgy backstory. Is visibly disappointed when they find out you don't know an important life skill. Somehow the most competent person of the group when left to their own devices. But can they learn to trust... the power of friendship?

An inanimate thing which is so beloved that it might as well have a personality at this point. Bonus points if it's obviously kinda dumpy and busted.

You might not love me but you need me.   

      That has to be enough.

But what to do when

I am not even needed?

I couldn't pick a favorite.

The hope, that you may never read these words.

The fear, that you may never read these words.

With every breath I try not to not be like that. Yet every path I take seems to take me to this predestined outcome

characters whose philosophy is “if i cannot be wanted, i will be needed and if i cannot be needed, let me be used until there’s nothing left of me.” thank you for everyone’s attention. falls off stage and dies