...myself. I hate it. this control. they all expect me to be this perfect version of myself. it's tiring and quite lonely. i am my own queen. my own person. but sometimes the control gets to me. i start to see this girl. me. she is everything they want me to be. she laughs at me. taunts me. maybe i want the respect. or the validation. maybe being perfect could be rewarding..... you see what i mean. i am going yzarc. i don't know what i want anymore.
