people don't change
I wonder when I hit this point The room of no return, you could call it Because basically I have two options Or no options… But somehow I still hope. I think I have a pathological need to help people, Which is kind of awful because I have always wanted to be completely independent. If I want to help someone, I always need that fucking person there so I can give them the damn help....
If you think you’re good enough, you have just started your decline