I am a bad person. I'll always be a bad person. I don't deserve to be here, so I don't understand why you want to love me so badly. Actually, I do. Maybe it's to convert me into your religion so I can't escape again. I tried so hard to finally be free and not be so mentally stuck in that place, only for you to come in and try to get me back in again. A part of me hates you and it wishes it never met you. You don't bother to ask. You don't respect that I can't feel the type of love you want. You don't care if I am Aroace cause that doesn't exist to you. I am simply someone that needs to be fixed, and you are perfect for the job according to you. I hope we never meet again.
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