As a doormat? A convienience? Its like What I feel doesnt matter. Ive been shit on by everyone Ive given my heart to. I want to be open to get to know people again, to love again.
I cant. I dont trust anyone.
I'm soo hurt and I dont know what to do anymore. I'm giving up.
Lets just hope that I get to go home. If you dont hear from me after 3pm today, that means he sent me someplace. I've come to the conclusion I am a danger to myself, I'm going back to old habits. Im no good for anyone, even myself.