...because I make an ass of myself!
I say far too much and do whatever the hell I want! But I'm keeping everything simple.
I was so damn drunk last night but my mother got hysterical this morning when she found me lying in bed soaked in my own vomitus. Everybody in the house rushed into my room and started crying. They seriously thought I was dead so I raised my hand and said “I’m OK.” End of story and they learned their lesson.
I jerkoff often because of too much porn.
Told you I was bothered by the concept of “I love you” before enough time is taken to say “I care.” If only you knew my story, you would understand how love caused me trauma. Once bitten, twice shy. I will not be fooled again.
Told myself and you many times, no fouls, no hurting, no push. I have to have my safety.