i miss u too T_T
Whats the point in you asking me if i want to talk about it. When i talk about it you just change the subject. you don’t help me or comfort me in any way. if your gonna ask me to talk about it, then please talk about it with me.
it bothers me. it bothers me a lot. it bothers me sooooo fucking muchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhauehtyeatgayightaiudfhaudhajdhg
it bothers me that maybe somewere somehow u might be still thinking and wishing. like how you dont need her to be there but you can perfectly see it in your mind and transfer onto paper. and i want to burnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. my paranoia is getting to me. i got it out i feel better. dont bring i up. im ok as long as i dont see. as long as i don’t hear. as long as i dont think. and now my mind is blank . don’t bring it up.