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Chapter three - Future:

I’m far from perfect, and often unkind to myself. My self worth can be low, I usually feel like I’m a burden to others, I’m insecure, I obsess with bad stuff, and I find it really hard to be vulnerable. Besides, I’m a control freak, my pragmatism would scare most people, I plan stuff in advance and I can get easily overwhelmed with social situations. Meaning that I like my space, I'm not very spontaneous and I may take a while to reply. Despite all that, I have really high standards for the people I call my friends. And there’s a reason for that: I also have amazing qualities and, most importantly, I know my worth, and what I should expect from others, even if I don't get it from myself. 

I’m supportive, caring and loyal. Once you become my friend, I’ll be there for you whenever you need me, and I’ll always be honest with you, even if that is not what you want to hear. I’ll never tell you something if I don’t really mean it, no matter how that makes me look. I’ll not be afraid to be myself with you; I might not always get things right, but I can guarantee you that I’ll try my best. Sometimes we may not agree with each other’s choices, but we’ll respect them and be there for each other, in the good times and the tough ones. 

We’ll always be playing as a team, never against each other. I understand that relationships need work, sacrifices. That means from me as well. And finally, I’ll only give up on our friendship when staying would mean the destruction of us both. But even then, I will forever be hurt and haunted by that decision - just look at my blog.

Some people aren't really interested in getting to know the real me. Some are here for the thirst. Some like an occasional chat. Some enjoy kissing me or getting naked with me when I'm around, but aren’t really looking for a friendship. And that’s ok. But sometimes, I meet someone who ends up becoming a real friend. And that’s amazing!

Investing in me might seem scary, but it’s a sure payout - albeit you might only see the gains in the long term. So, if you want to get closer and give me a chance, it might work out, it might not. If it doesn’t, that's ok. But if it does, it has the potential of being sensational!


Fucked up - Low Roar


(This post is part of a three chapter reflection around the end of 2025 and the beginning of 2026. It is going to be posted on instagram as well, which is one of the reasons I kept it short. All three chapters have songs from the album maybe tomorrow, by Low Roar)

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