(no subject)

[feotakahari]

You’re a type I’ve seen far too many times before. You’re afraid people will realize you’re worthless, so you push them away in advance. You’re terrified of not meeting expectations, but you’re terrified of meeting them, too, because then you have to keep meeting them and you’re sure you’ll fuck up eventually.

Well, it’s your lucky day. I have no expectations of you at all.

There’s no failure that could make me think less of you than I already do. If you’re helpful in the smallest, slightest way, that will still be more than I could hope for. If you spit insults to drive me away, I’ll tell you exactly what I think of your self-absorbed self-loathing. We can despise each other freely, with no disappointment, and in the end, isn’t that all you want?