Turning down and turning away

Frankly, I don’t know why I do the things I do. I feel so stupid and helpless. I wish there was a way to take half of my life back, it would be easier. Dammit, why do I always make things harder? I’m tired of making my life difficult, I think I have issues, or it might just be stupidity. I’m leaning towards the second one and for fuck’s sake, it’s making me sick. No, unless you make up your mind, I’ll never, ever let you touch my heart again.

Soundtrack: A time to be small, Length of love (Interpol).


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