I know it shouldn’t bother me, but it does.
I trust you, I really do. It’s just the simple fact that although I should know better than letting that one little past incident bother me, I cant help it. I’ve never been nor will I ever be like the sidelines youve ran through- a basic female. I wish I could just get these irrelevant thoughts and diminish them for the well being of my poor cluttered memory.
