its kind of sad when you hit up and old friend and you both really miss each other but the connection just isnt there anymore

quit your job we’re starting an emo band

Maybe I’m addicted to the feeling of a door being slammed in my face so I keep on crawling back until my knees cannot support me and my palms are raw enough that when I press my hands against the window you can see through to the bone for you I will always be transparent

Hope I die tonight. Sorry I wasted your time. Return to sender.

I hope my loved ones never learn that I am only here because I couldn’t bare to leave them with the burden that would be the guilt of knowing that they couldn’t save me. Just know that every breath is torture… but I do it all for you.

@thebusdriverwhowantedtobegod

Don’t allow yourself to stop your own progress just because you saw them again. You’re doing fine without them.