I think that if I could fall asleep next to you every night, I’d never really be sad again.
Midnight thoughts (I already miss you)
I need something, anything. I am bored, there is nothing new. I find no refuge in small talk, or meeting new people. I find nothing knew in the ones I already know. He fascinates me and I love him but I’m only allowed to know so much- which is good I guess. I’m bored. I’m sad. I’m finding no reasons to fight on.
Don’t tell me it’s just a phase, I’ve been sad for 3 fucking years. This isn’t just a phase
Always trying to fix other’s problems because you can’t deal with your own. Afraid to ask for help, but also afraid to face them alone.