“Dear Die-ary, I've been to heaven and hell...and I still don't know if there is a god or a devil. Still...it's something to write about.” -Johnny The Homicidal Maniac
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“Dear Die-ary, I've been to heaven and hell...and I still don't know if there is a god or a devil. Still...it's something to write about.” -Johnny The Homicidal Maniac
im gonna snap my phone in half. i cant do this. i either have to completely stop seeing you or i have to have you again. i cant handle this
if i vanished, would you even care?
its bad enough i have to live this nightmare. why do i have more every night?
break everything. steal it all. run. run.
im losing strength. i cant stand being alone.
I yearn to feel like thoughts of snow, that drifts through sunlight.
sometimes it annoys me how needy i am. I dont really think i need them but I do however want them and my fixation will let me die on that hill. I want the constant company, the constant distraction away from my thoughts. I might have used them as an escape from my responsibilities so I don’t have to think so much about life in general. If they find someone better by chance I wouldn’t blame them. I do have my ways with toxicity afterall.