I miss him. I miss Jacob.
I miss our late night conversations, I miss his voice. I miss him so bad.
And I'm pretty sure Muscles might be an asshole. I don't think he tries to be. He wants to be loved, to be accepted, and I've accepted him just fine. But now he's scared that I'll just up and leave him, that I'll reject him just like that. So he's really controlling and doesn't trust me at all. I can't hang out with whoever I want without him throwing a fit. This isn't going to work.
I want to be a better Christian, but I don't think I can.
I want to be treated like a princess, but I don't think I deserve it.
I don't deserve happiness.
I miss our late night conversations, I miss his voice. I miss him so bad.
And I'm pretty sure Muscles might be an asshole. I don't think he tries to be. He wants to be loved, to be accepted, and I've accepted him just fine. But now he's scared that I'll just up and leave him, that I'll reject him just like that. So he's really controlling and doesn't trust me at all. I can't hang out with whoever I want without him throwing a fit. This isn't going to work.
I want to be a better Christian, but I don't think I can.
I want to be treated like a princess, but I don't think I deserve it.
I don't deserve happiness.
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