i just want to tell you everything. i mean everything. but that’s only if you’re want to actually listen. i want to tell you about all the people who’ve helped me and killed me a little. i want to tell you about my family problems. i want to feel comfortable telling you about my addictions and bad habits. i want to be able to tell you all the emotions i felt at certain situations that have happened. i just want to simply tell you about my day. i want to tell you these things and you not laugh at me or call me stupid like people have in past relationships.
and i hope you’re comfortable enough with me to just spill your guts as well. i hope you trust me enough to tell me anything. i mean anything.