oh non-believer, please believe me.
is there honestly nothing in this world
that keeps you living & breathing?
you're a ghost in your own
goddamn city.
You have messed me up so royally. I don't want you anymore but I don't think I can get through A levels and all the little friendship calamities without you. You have put me in an impossible position, I am already terrified for summer. So yeah, thanks for all of that.
You're always on my mind these days. But it's different. I don't want you like I used to. What gives?
oh non-believer, please believe me.
is there honestly nothing in this world
that keeps you living & breathing?
you're a ghost in your own
goddamn city.
Because of last night, you soiled my favorite shorts and I couldn't go swimming today at LifeTime because of our relationship. And I'll probably never go swimming again -- even though I loved it.
I think I'm going to cry but I don't want to give you up.
When i think about the months that are ahead of me, i feel like giving up, and then i remember i have you to get me through it, one day at a time.
♥ .I'm going to fall like I don't need saving. ♥
...My smile's just the armour I built when I was alone...
There was some part of me that hurt so badly, that I wouldn't ever be able to forget it.
It faded but the memories could bring it back any second, keeping me in the moment.
It would never fully heal. I could never really be free. I could never really be fixed. Now I just have to work out how to live whilst being broken.
I feel like I'm dying.
You've got me at the crossroad. I don't want you in my life anymore, but I don't think I'm ready for you to leave. You've been with me so long... it's like a part of me would go missing.
I need you... and ****, I wish I didn't.
If someone ever says to you "You need to stop thinking so much," call them ignorant in your head and keep thinking deeper. It is this mentality that breeds stupidity and sheeple. Your mind is the most important tool you have. If you stop using it, it will atrophy.
I know I need to stop. I know that. And I want to, I do. But... when I think of never seeing you again, I'll admit it, I get scared.
oh non-believer, please believe me.
is there honestly nothing in this world
that keeps you living & breathing?
you're a ghost in your own
goddamn city.