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Rewatching NPMD and noticed the sheer amount of glitter on his costume and
When Taylor Swift said, when I fix me, you're gonna miss me. And Noah Khan said someday I'm gonna be somebody people want
It's not me. It's not about me. I tell myself a hundred times a day.
It's not my fault. It's not my fault. It's not my fault.
I just feel sick, all time.
I watch all to little parts of your love, your care for me slide away. All the small things that you would have done before. Before, when you loved me. No text me what you get home. No hug goodbye.
I know you are hurting now. I want so badly to comfort you, to be there for you. But there is no place for me. Maybe they're never it was.
I do not weigh on your mind. I leave no mark.
I leave no mark.
I am replaceable.
I thought I was special. I thought i was something.
I thought there'd be so much more time
I'm sorry I can never be more than what I am
When did you stop loving me?
When did unconditional find its condition?
I wish you missed me more. I wish you cared. But I guess that's the whole point. I want someone who will miss me. We were so fun, weren't we? We were something right? The *we* seems so small now. That is the past. An anecdote. An idea. A memory.
I never wanted to be something worth leaving.
I never wanted to be a memory.
You are too good at letting go. You wouldn't hold on to anything or anyone.
Its such an odd feeling of insignificance when I stand next to you now. Im not anyone. Im just your friend, just some guy. Such an ache. I was special once. I was special to you.
In my dreams I keep packing my things. Where am I going? Where am I leaving? Who is waiting for me?
Did i do something wrong?
I hate how much I want to tattoo you. You asked me to. Asked for me to cut into you and permanently mark your skin. I want to. I want to so badly. I hate how much I want to. I feel selfish. I want to leave my mark on you. Years from now you will look at your skin and think of me. Someone will ask about your tattoos and I will come to mind.
I want to be with you, always
Sometimes I forget you can see me too
Finished this Ethel Cain custom the other day! I love how her dress turned out.
Been obsessed will lps lately! Just got into customs; I am in love with my Gnarpy wips
Will I always be too much for everyone