Douteux

Je n'aime pas qui je suis

I ask myself nonstop why I act the way I do. I mean I manage I push people away with out even trying. I curse myself every time somebody gets fed up with me and leaves. I have a problem that I don't think I need anybody else. I think the only person that can help me is myself. Only one person has ever stuck around and put up with me. I have to say I'm lucky he loves me. No matter what I do he doesn't leave, and I've done some pretty messed up things. I think he's the best person for me. I've asked him a few times why he sticks around, and he always said he'll put up with anything because he loves me. I'm lucky that he picked me. I hope he can make me a better person.

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So this is gonna be Drabble. I've never done anything like this so this is gonna be an adventure. For some strange reason I've decided to have all the chapter titles in French.

I hope everyone likes this... That's if anyone actually reads this.