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@xsad-thornsx
“please don’t come closer unless you plan to stay”
— Unknown
“if you answer, now ill just call someone else”
way to fucking break my heart about that, dude. now i don’t even want to be on the phone with you.
I think I like him. Fuck.
After that hug, I felt my heart racing, he felt my heart racing. I think we almost kissed. If I wasn’t taken, I would’ve kissed him. I don’t even want to date him I don’t think. We aren’t very compatible. I just like him for some fucking reason. He hugs me like he never wants to let me go. Nobody else hugs me like that.
He lets me go on and on, and will even ask questions to encourage me going on and on. I love it. I think I like the attention, long distance isn’t doing too hot for me I think. I can’t believe we almost kissed. Even I saw that coming, I’m so glad I avoided it because that’s so fucked.
I’m going to distance myself. No more hugs like that. No night shopping sprees. No sitting in a boba shop for four hours. I need to kill these feelings. It’s fucked up of me to leave them to fester.
it’s not important. i’m not important.
it’s just a few days. it’s been an eternity.
he’s giving them some time. he doesn’t want me anymore.
i just want to be taken care of.
My birthday is in a few months. I don’t know what I’m gonna do, if I do anything. I’m tempted to do nothing, but I know that nobody else would do anything if I don’t. So it’s either struggle thru planning an event or struggle thru the reality of nobody giving a fuck about my birthday.
me: I’m so incredibly lonely I’m fucking crumbling I can’t take it
Every single one of my friends who I can see saw the post: *scrolls past and ignores*
i was recovering. i was doing so so well because i convinced myself i was surrounded by people who loved me. i was wrong. i was so so wrong. im doing so awfully and they all know. they don’t care. they don’t even say they love me. they don’t love me. they don’t care what happens to me. i want to hurt so bad. and they don’t care.
“I can’t bring myself to tell my friends how bad I really got.”
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Dude, you know I’m doing bad when I escape to tumblr.
damn this got me..
I wish it worked.
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