in answer to the title of the last post….

nothing
nothing is happening
i don’t even know if we’re going to be talking anymore
and i feel like I’ve fucked everything up
i mean it is my fault isn’t it?
for being a poet
for needing to be hurt
for this fucked up self-sabotage and I’m so fucking sorry
and now I’m writing again and i hate it
but i don’t
because its the only thing i can actually do
so yeah hannah go write about this shit have fun but don’t read it to anyone cos then they’ll know that this was a thing again and they’ll think you’re an idiot and laugh at you for caring and for being such a fucking failure

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