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guilt eats away at my flesh. it settles in my bones. it lives within my chest.
The cold seasons are for the poets
Who set their hearts on fire
To stay warm
I cannot accept that one person can act so differently. I cannot love and hate a person at the same time and still see them as one person. You are two people. And I only love the one of you that has died.
Idk if thats a bpd or a me thing
I hate how obsessive I get. It isn’t normal, it isn’t healthy. And it does me more harm than good. You’d think though, really, that being obsessed would make someone flattered. Apparently not.
when you’re not near me, the hole in my chest starts to ache. I have not spoken to you once, nor have you spoken to me. I virtually know nothing about you. But you are now my greatest obsession. I hope I dream of you.
how does one get over a summer love?
My final note to you
I still love you. Just not enough to cry about it anymore. Just not enough to ruin my life. You are like… something that I like to look at. And listen to, talk with, joke with, be around. But something I will never have. That’s okay. I am just fine watching you from afar.
Nothing hurts more than constantly being misunderstood
At this point being in love with you has become a part of my personality. So what’ll happen if I stop?
oh I’ve stopped. I’ve realised how nasty you are. Selfish, rude, self absorbed lowkey kinda ugly, undisciplined loser. Enjoy your life. So glad I’m free from you.
At this point being in love with you has become a part of my personality. So what’ll happen if I stop?
I could stare at you forever. I wish you were mine.
it’s hard to hate someone when you can remember what it was like to love them. I wish I could erase all memories of you from my mind.
I want to pull out all my teeth randomly one night and then scare the shit out of people the next day. Or pull out every alternate tooth so none of them are touching and then put silver caps on the rest of them haha
I want you to dig your hands into my flesh and pull all my bones out one by one and get rid of this humming ache under my skin
I miss you. You make me feel safe. More than you make me feel sick. Whenever I have moments of peace, I think of you. I wish you were there with me.
Fuck everything fuck everyone fuck the central line fuck uni fuck the government fuck inflation fuck the economy everyone should just fucking die and I am going to go live in a post-apocalyptic country side