Last night was nice. I needed that. I needed to see that I could see you and not want to be with you. I absolutely adore you. But maybe we're meant to be just friends. Maybe that's all we can be. Maybe that's all we're meant to be. I need to be realistic. I need… Continue reading You Don’t Do It For Me Anymore
I can't help it. I can't help but want to hurt you. I can't help but want to say words that will cut as deep as the wounds you've left me. I can't help but hate you. I'm absolutely better without you. I'm gaining my confidence, I'm realizing I was wasting my time and life… Continue reading Bored
I'm... okay. I left my house today. After 48 hours, I finally ate something. The void, the emptiness, the panic is still there, I am still in pieces. But I'm strong. And nobody breaks me, not even you. I'm completely shattered, but there's only recovery from now on, things only get better from now on.… Continue reading Void.