My hobbies include laying in bed in my underwear while I listen to music and hate myself
I don’t know if I love you more than you love me, I don’t know if I love you less than you love me and I don’t know if we love each other just the same. And I guess we’ll never know because there will never be an objective measure of love. But what I know is that I love you with all that I have and if that’s not enough then I’m sorry my love and my heart isn’t enough, I’m not enough for you.
my mother said i could be anything i wanted so i became an anxious and antisocial recluse with an internet dependence and an intolerance for natural light