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Eventually I’ll forgive you. But right now I’m gonna focus on forgiving myself for putting me through all of that
I think I’ll never be as heartbroken as I am right now and that’s okay, it gives me some hope somehow
have you ever felt like you really want to talk about your feelings but at the same time it’s like “nah no thank you, i’m okay”
I wonder if actually it’ll get easier. It’s been months (a year, actually) and I’ve done nothing but get worse
Stop, this is supposed to be one of the happiest days I’ll ever have. I need to stop the hurting and move on
You’re the sweetest, prettiest angel on earth I’ve ever seen
Like I actually could feel I could die of a broken heart
Who would’ve thought that craving physical touch could actually translate into physical pain too
[Softly but with a lot of feeling] fuck
My biggest fear is feeling I’m not destined to be happy and whole (and it being true)
I wonder when I’ll stop feeling the stupidest fuck that’s ever existed
I’m getting more and more tired each day of pretending I don’t feel haunted by this void of hopelessness and self consciousness - it’s eating me inside out
If there’s a million like you, why can’t I sleep? Why did I stop eating? I don’t know if it’s day or night
If there’s a million like you, why can’t I stop thinking wether you’re going to call or not?
Maybe… at the end you were indeed very special
And no one’s like you
No. One.