I’m sorry but I lost everything I had of you, all pictures, dumb little messages, and gifts you ever gave me.
Life is rough atm. It’s always like this for me though really. I can’t stop though. Nothing stops or even slows down enough for me to catch my breath.
People ask about you all the time. Honestly I never know what to tell them.
Even if you hate me, I hate myself a thousand times more. Maybe that’s why we failed. I can’t give you the love you need when I can barely stand the sight of myself.
I regret so much and yet so little.
Idk why I’m posting on this ancient account I haven’t touched in years. Maybe I’m crazy enough to think there’s a chance you’ll see this. Maybe I just needed to air my dirty laundry in someplace public because I’m that disgusting.






















