Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.
Day Ten: One confession
ONE confession: I’m a liar. When I tell you things will be okay, I know deep down, they’re not and never will be. It will never be enough. I know it to be true in the multiple personalities of my soul. They’re all different, individuals all acting as shameless mercenaries for what they want.
My brain stopped working, far before I met you. It said you might be right, but only for a brief moment before it fluttered on. My heart says everything will be alright between us. But only because it wants another like it to break. My cunt says you’re just the warmest thing at arm’s reach that’ll do me how I like to be done. But in my depths, deeper than you’ve been in me, in the darkest corners of my guts…in the shadows of my being, that voice is whispering. It’s not alright, its not okay. Fuck off, I’m a liar.
