emotions

Can you tell I'm happy now?

I haven't felt this kind of knot in my stomach in such a long time. I don't know why you showed up on my feed today. I don't know why we have 18 mutual friends, some paths that I would have never guessed we'd share. I don't know why you showed up on my feed today. I haven't thought of you in years. I haven't thought of the things you did to me so long ago. You have a kid now. You have a family now. Sometimes I wonder if you think about what you did to me. If you regret it. Do you feel as sick as I do, when you remember what you did? Almost every time I stayed the night? I don't know why you crossed my feed today. But I'm sick to my stomach.

Someone please hold me I can't stop crying.

I love swinging violently between horny and suicidal, and not being able to do anything about either. It's great. My favorite fucking pass time.