Broken People

I have no qualms in admitting that I’m broken. I am in need of a bit of a fix. No, I’m not saying this because I want pity or attention or anything, I’m saying this because I am ready to fix myself, somewhat.

Due to this, I also always feel like I attract the same type of people, or maybe I just pick the same type of people to be with; arrogant, accomplished dudes. I know I have “daddy issues” but not the one that makes me super jealous or have weird mood swings or get angry at you for not paying enough attention. I have issues that make me look for acceptance in the wrong places. I have the one that makes me crave for attention and love in seemingly together older dudes. I have one that makes me so submissive and act carefully. I have one that makes me the way I am around successful men.

And no, I don’t want them to fix me,  I just want them to hold me and stroke my back and let me forget about my damages. I just want them to kiss me, look me in the eyes, and tell me I’m going to be okay.

But sadly, broken people attract broken people. We have this scent that we emit and we also have tendencies to hang around in the same place. And we end up together, we end up holding each other, trying our best to keep everything together and be okay.

We’re going to be okay, we just need a bit of a fix. 

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