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She is my weakness, everything about her is fucking amazing. She’s absolutely stunning!!! I love her so much.

#my ladybug #my love #i want her #i love her #she is mine #her ass

Hey... um... I know it's been a little while since this date crossed your mind, and because of where we both stand I won't text you, unless you text me- I guess what I'm trying to say is- god you look gorgeous today- I'm sorry I said that out loud didn't I?

Okay, I'm just going to power through this and say- well today is a day, which I'm sure you know, but it's a milestone of sorts... which I ruined... I know, but I wanted to text you about. But... I'm too afraid that if I do you won't say anything about it, or it might make you not want to talk.

So here's what we're gonna do- with the help of the internet and a little bit of manifesting I am going to will this towards you. And maybe, just maybe, if you feel remotely positive about it you'll text me or give me a little sign you at least felt this. Here's to trying, and working on ourselves.

Wylan

*bring you a lady bug* look what i got you! -eun

a ladybug! look at it, it’s adorable. what else can you find for me, bub?

#my ladybug #johnny answers you

I’ve spent the past 3 1/2 weeks trying to stop thinking about you. I don’t know if you even look at my profile anymore. But, I used dating apps to distract me (it didn’t work. I never kept talking to someone after the first few days cause they weren’t like you. They didn’t care about my thoughts). I even deleted our chat on here so I would stop looking at your profile every day. Didn’t work, I just searched your username up (like five mins ago) and went through everything I’ve missed.

I hope you’re doing okay though, ladybug. I hope things are going well for you. I hope you still have those plants your grandpa let you take care of and moved into that new house. I hope you’re not stressing yourself too much and not hurting yourself either. You gotta be careful, you’re a precious glass that looks strong (and is most of the time, but you don’t wanna land wrong). I hope you’re feeling a bit better. I know you said you found that book I made you... I don’t know when you posted that though, so I can’t really say for sure. Just... I want you to be happy. I hope this time hasn’t been as hard as the other times we’ve said goodbye.

I miss you a lot. Especially since things haven’t been too okay for me. I’ve been on the verge of an anxiety attack ever since I came back from NYC, so I’ve been trying really hard to get myself back together. But I really just want to never leave my room, to never turn the light on, and to never even talk. I just want to be nothing right now and I can’t. My grandma’s birthday is coming up soon, the 27th, so things are getting harder. I’m kind of hurting. Because I don’t have anyone to tell that to.

Oh, also, I deleted your playlist. I’m sorry. It was a moment when I thought I’d finally stopped thinking of you, that I didn’t need to see that and be reminded when I was finally letting go. So it’s gone. I’m sorry. I am thinking of you, so don’t think I did all of this in a mean way, I didn’t mean it that way. I just thought I was moving on. Not yet.