Tbh it goes the other way too, thats how they feel when I normally wear undies to bed

Just an odd thought I've found myself having as I've been walking around this last week.

I don't want to be an ass, but it is so hard not to jump down there throat over those words.

Like, I trusted you with the rawest parts of my self. Not only did you tell I wasn't enough, in many ways, but you don't even have the respect to treat me like a normal person. Fucking demeaning.

Hopefully i can start to make new memories in places that are haunted by the idea of them.

Sorry for the seriousness, but I've been thinking about this whole thing for too long and I needed to get it into words