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Trying to find myself. The woods are a good place to start

Gelato chem

On to something new, but still only wanting the old

I wonder if you'll ever talk to me again

How do you have me so fucked up

I'm so fucking broken. Everything hurts. I don't know what I want. I miss you that's all I really know. I don't know why but I do.

bottles-overboys

“He’s hurt and he doesn’t come to me anymore. He doesn’t turn to me like he use to. I wanted this though. I wanted the distance, I wanted him not to want me. I wanted him to go off and find a girl much prettier then me, someone who can be there, someone else, someone better. But why does it hurt so much then. Why is it so hard to accept the fact he’s getting over me. I can see it. It’s slow but it’s happening, in just the smallest ways. I hate how I miss him I fucking hate it. It shouldn’t be like this I feel sick”

— Why do I miss you