I love you, but I don’t need you and I’m not an idiot. I am not afraid to burn the bridges connecting me to your bullshit. I do not fear being alone, my dear; I fear being in a room full people I cannot trust.

I love you, but I don’t need you and I’m not an idiot. I am not afraid to burn the bridges connecting me to your bullshit. I do not fear being alone, my dear; I fear being in a room full people I cannot trust.

Brooke Hampton