The end

I’m sorry I seem to fuck up everything it’s not my intention. My intention is to make you happy but every time I try, I seem to fuck it up in some sort of way. I don’t know what else to do. I don’t know what else to try I’m trying to make you happy just like the day that we met and I promised you that I would never make you sad or angry But for some reason, I keep fucking up somehow I keep fucking up. It’s never you. It’s always me our relationships going down too. I don’t know how much more I can take. I don’t want to hurt you just like I don’t wanna hurt myself, but if something doesn’t change soon, we’re both gonna end up in a bad way and I don’t want that to happen so maybe just maybe we could try and you could try a little more open up to me. Tell me what you want. Tell me what you’re missing. Tell me when I’m not doing something anything please