Just got home, even being with close friends. I still feel like shit, time to go cry myself to sleep…
Again…how many nights in a row is that? Cant count on my fingers, oh well.
Lol, I see how it is. :f. Be that way then.
I guess we just aren’t meant to be…
Anonymous
I know I’m not,
But thanks I guess.
I need your love like a boy needs his mother’s side..
Anddddd she shatters my hopes, again. Fuck love.
So much for not cutting anymore, right?
