Reality takes too many sentences to explain so I won’t word vomit all over you. It’s lying by omission. White lies don’t hurt anyone, in fact, they make everyone happy. Trying to start anew is difficult, it’s hard to cast away my old patterns; at this point, they’re just old friends. If you like somebody, squeeze yourself into the shape of someone loveable. Make them feel special. Make them feel like, God, have I known you my entire life? Man, this is weird but, I feel like I love you already. And then when they realize you’ve been squeezing your round self into a square hole, nobody will know what to do. Everything will come crashing down again. This is probably a sign. But feeling bad feels safe.
