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Although you aren't real, you haunt me. You are gone, and yet you haunt me, every inch of my head is occupied by you and I hate it, I tear my skin away from my bones as an ache fills my lungs, I can't exhale for all that exits my mouth is smoke, I choke, I try to type to you and yet through the screen you are a million miles away, you never were there, never right in front of my. The memories I have of holding your hand are but falsified hope.
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The bus driver stopped for a lady who would have missed the bus if he hadn't
And a lady helped a younger girl plug her phone in on the outlet behind her chair
People in college wear what they want, not what others want them to
there is an empty feeling in my chest that won't go away, and no matter how long I wait or who I meet it throbs and grows bigger, almost as if it is fed by every attempt I make to close it, every new feeling i discover and ever new trigger i master, it seems to find a way in which i fucked up and it feeds on it. I don't know how much longer I can keep doing this, lying and telling everyone I'm okay, lying to myself saying I am fine when in reality no 'fine' person wants to slash themselves deep. No 'fine' person wants to cry themselves to sleep, wishing they'd never awaken again, wishing they wouldn't wake up to themselves tucked in bed, hugging themselves because there's someone there for them to hug but they feel like it is all in their head, because instead of trusting the people around them they don't even trust themselves, they just sit and wait and try not to feel emotions until someone is in front of them, they sit there empty, trying not to cry, even though nothing sad happened. Even though nothing happened.
I love you.
Every single human being on earth deserves to be told those words. At least once.
i just want someone who listens. someone who can talk to me. someone who doesnt make me think about if im good enough or not.
why am i empty what is going on is this all they think is this all i am why why why why.
There was this one person on here who used to check up on me. They said they wouldn't return for a while, and I hope they're okay.
I really hope they're okay.
hahahahahaha im starving and its hard to breathe and i dont know what to do how am i a burden to everyone i ever meet
every family im with im a burden to
i wish i was someone else i wish i could die i wish i was dead i wish someone loved me i wish i could feel happiness please just let me go let me die let me just let it happen
hes back. hes actually back my brother is back and i cant fucking believe it its not a dream please say its not a dream
hes trying to replace me
yeah that person who started to follow me blocked me. thought so. i cant help but feel sad though.
all of our old conversations. all of our old letters to eachother. gone. we never talked more, and we never laughed more. but now, even the slightest trace of that is gone. my switch has gone, so has animal crossing. i don't even care about my limited edition stuff on there. i just want our letters back. if i was promised even one letter back for my life, i'd probably do it. you impacted my life so much and i wish i could leave you behind as easily as you left me. i'm so glad that us "forgetting" eachother made you happy. but i wish i could say the same for me. toddy, i miss you. you were one of the best people i ever met, and i was such a fucking cunt towards you. i was a spoiled little fuck who didnt know how to get his feelings out in a healthy way. i watched you figure out who you were, and i even helped you with it. now you've got new friends, a new name. kaz. it suits you, truly. it's funny. i saw your sister playing a game i play. i was so paranoid she'd join. i was so scared. i wanted to say a million things. i wanted to let you know of ten million things. i wanted to hug you, and hear your voice, see your typing style. i wanted to play a game with you. i wanted something. a part of me wanted to end our friendship properly, if it made you happy. if it made me happy. i guess my emotions are shit. because i've been thinking about us talking for ages. i couldn't even think straight. you had a giant impact on me, and i don't think anyone could replicate it. you'll always be my brother, "todfy", even if i'm not yours. and i totally respect your decision.
-tom
i fuckign queued this and forgot abt it and got scared cuz i thought i was hacked or smth. anyways happy june eleventh
reblog while its still true
june 11th
i want to kill myself i want to kill myself i want to kill myself i want to kill myself
i am in need of sheriff thompson art
please help lmao i feel very paranoid all of a sudden lmfao. i- okay, so i feel super shitty all of the time, i've been crying and breaking down daily. why? FUCK KNOWS! but- yeah. i've been questioning a lot lately. i'm pretty sure my "best friend" of 10 years is only using me for weed. so. yep,.
