All that i got it way too powerful to be given away to just any ol’ body. I stand firm in my decision to keep me all to myself and not dish out pieces to anyone I don’t wish to give it all to. I can’t half-ass anything. Especially when it’s the only thing i got.

Infatuation is merely the heart playing tricks on the mind

I don’t feel as hopeless when im NOT perusing the dating apps

I feel like I’ve been mourning one unrequited love after another. Trying to remind myself nothing has actually died. There’s lots of love in my life and my heart remains full.

realizing you don’t mean as much to people as you thought you did is the worst feeling ever. mostly because I feel im lacking a thing that would make someone give a fuck and that drops me right off in the land of self loathing.