I hope there’s a version of me in another universe that isn’t suffering.
1998
I hope there’s a version of me in another universe that isn’t suffering.
me: i don’t want to fall in love, trusting someone is dangerous. that person will stab my heart in the end
also me: i want to fall in love. i want to belong to someone. i want to get married, i want to write love letters, i want to take care of someone all my life.
cats will be like oh you’re walking somewhere? no WE’RE walking somewhere. and i will get there first. where is ‘there’ btw
There is no final version of myself. I am in a constant state of change.