Someday, there will be someone that doesn't give up on me half-way and just leave it all to the winds.
People don't get that when I push them away, that's when I need them the most, that's when I need them to fight for me. It's like some stupid test, to see if they want to be with me enough to fight for it.
Fuck it. I'm just autistic with minimal social skills. I've said it all along. It's just that I've gotten good at faking to be normal. Lately, not so good. It's like I'm still 16, needing to be loved so much that I'll do anything. Not being able to just be with myself. There's no use, just crawl back into the bed you came from.
