I hate the way I'm perceived and implied upon. Every social interaction leads definitive conclusions on me as an idea. The millions of me in everyone else's mind. The only true "me" is stuck inside 6 inches of skull and no one can ever see it.
My baby brother is going through his first heartbreak and crashing tf out and all I could tell him was that it was a canon event and first of many😭🙌 GGS LITTLE BABY