The Story Of DesireeDay,

I have Atelophobia, it's the fear of being imperfect. I cry, because i'm not a robot, my head and heart is full of deep thoughts most of which nobody will know.

The many

things you were supposed to be to me. All getting crushed and destroyed. falling out of love with me because i’m “still crazy” hmm… cute tom!?If I had never delt with pain this may have been difficult. but nopee easy as pie. ALL GUYS ARE THE SAME

NO EXCEPTIONS