When words fail, tears speak.
I have no idea why you have this impression of me. But I really don’t mean it. I’m sorry for all my imperfections. But that’s me. It’s all so hurtful. Like literally I can feel it in my heart. Just gotta live with it. Live with my imperfections.
2 and counting.
And my parents quarreled again. Over idk what 😡 what’s this all about, seriously.