when I hear people moving around outside my door it makes me anxious and I don’t like to hear them talk

and I don't like to hear them talk


I lied.

I lied i Do want love. that crumbly forever I do love you always Whitney type love even if it doesn't last forever. OK that is all continue witnessing the crumbling soul shattering eating away of democracy and I'll try to hope for love a flame and not a dic pic dear god please make…