Teacup · 10d
I don’t know if you know that it’s me, but at the same time, I’m terrified that you might. I know you hate me, but somehow, I can’t stop thinking about you. I don’t even know why... or maybe... are you secretly a witch? A mischievous little witch who somehow managed to cast a spell on me and a little bit of karma too, without even meaning to. Hahaha.
Okay, frankly speaking, I really have no idea who this might be, neither do I have any hidden grudge against anyone… but if this came from a place of worry or misunderstanding, I hope you find some peace with it. I can say that whatever you may have assumed about me, hating you (or anyone) is never something I’ve intended
