4;42 am: why is it so hard to move on from the one who you believed more than anyone and trusted so much that you let him know you more deeply than anyone else?
every interaction is either secretly satisfying or just another reminder of the scars you’ve left me...it’s like that bad habit of picking at an old wound but you can’t stop even though you know it hurts every time you even go close to it
i’m so tired of being weak and i’m so tired of letting others take advantage of my heart
we keep giving and giving until you’ve taken all that’s inside of me and what’s left is nothing...you selfish man













