i hate hate HATE that i require so much reassurance like things could be going perfectly fine but there's always a part of me that believes that all of it is a lie
No revenge. I want you to remember that I was real with you the whole time. My intentions were genuine, my feelings were honest and my care was never fake. I may not have been perfect, but I never pretended to be something I wasn't. When everything else fades, I hope you remember that what gave you was real.