Today I realized I’m really screwed up. I always knew I was fucked… but somehow being with you made it better in a way. You were the only thing i had in this world. The only thing that ever mattered to me, even in the slightest. I can barely survive each and every single day as it is… Did you really have to make it harder on me? Was it that easy for you… I guess rebelling is just a thing for you. It’s fine. I’ll just retreat into myself like I did when Aisha died. I don’t need anyone, I’m fine all alone.. Alone no one can hurt you, alone you’re safe from social protocols from socia norm, from social pressures. Alone you’re safe. Lonely…. but peaceful
