[insert stupid Taylor Swift lyric]
But this isn't gonna hit me in the heart til later and I'm cringing already knowing that it's gonna hurt soooooooo much when it does.
Aside from just mere y-chromosome drama, I'm letting my guard down against "lies" people often tell me not to believe. From the devil. Things like I'm not talented enough or that I'll never amount to anything and that ____ is just never going to be an option for me because I'm the least qualified of all. Sure, God can use me and my minimal excuses for gifts to advance His Kingdom in mighty ways, but wow, on my own, I'm as worthless as dry drool.
to you: just stop because i don't know what's going on right now and it's scaring me
to you: okay great i get it but why is it like you're rubbing it in my face and making it so difficult for me to love you, nevermind love on you?
to you: you always get everything i wanttttt grarhghrahrhghgghghgh
to you: sorry, i'll try harder next time
to you: yep i don't deserve this
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