æthereal

It kills me inside when I think I have to act cold to protect myself knowing I'm the sweetest and clingiest soul you'd ever meet.

Suddenly I don't want anyone to know me as deeply anymore, which is weird because I have always yearned for someone to understand my soul

everything and everyone I’ve ever loved will stay with me forever

the years really do start coming and they dont stop coming and they dont stop coming a̶n̴d̴ ̸t̶h̴e̶y̴ ḋ̶̪̯̆o̴͔͠n̶͈̽̍t̷̟̭͝ ̷̻͙͊̎s̶͇͘ͅṱ̸̫̈́̒o̵̬̹͊p̷̬̰̂ ̵̗̬͛̀c̸̞̐̂ŏ̴͍̫͘m̶̢̐͊i̸̼̽ṉ̷̦̀g̵͉̒ ą̸̞͉̘͍̖̝̿̌n̸̛̼̤̝͛͊̓̊͜d̸̢͈̬͍̅̈́̽̓͊ͅ ̷̭̼̼̮̗͒ẗ̸̰̎̑̾͒͠ḧ̶͙͖͈̻̘͉͙́̓̉́̒̓͘ȩ̵̧̧̳̤͒̄̂̏̉̃̚ŷ̷̢͈̮̕͘ ̶̡̲̒̆̕͜d̷͚͔̟͉̳͉͛̈̇̂̈̈́͠o̵̧̻͕̝̖̣͋͂͗͑͐͝͝n̵̡̪͖̦͉͙̈́̉̅͠t̶̨̠̱̝̦̜͉̋̑̈́̚ ̶̬̘̏̀̃͂̃͜͝ͅş̶̺̰͕̺̙͋̎̎t̶̛͇͙̀̽̑̚͠ȏ̶̫͂p̴̠̫̳͂̀̉́̃ ̸̦̏̽c̷̛ͅo̴̹̩̺͌m̷̖̗̾̓͊̀î̷̥̔̔̂̚̕n̴̨̬̩͉̝̱̤̆͂͛̒̄g̴̡̩̝̠̯̻̞̈́͑͂