Truth is I get jealous easily because what’s mine is mine. I’m stubborn as hell, I say sorry too much. I act like I don’t give a f*ck because I care too much. I over analyze the smallest of things and probably come off as a bitch to simply guard myself.
Then I could tell if all the things my so called FRIENDS are saying are true. I feel like I could drive through a country if they needed a BANDAID but the couldn't walk across the street if I was dying.