What do i do with all these birthdays i remember of all the people I'm no longer friends with like what do i do bro help

when i stop Caring u gonna wish i still did

When I told you we had to end it, that we had to go on our own separate paths, I wanted you to say no. I wanted you to tell me you would never let me go. I wanted you to say that you couldn’t imagine living life without me, that you would never love anyone as much as you loved me, even if it sounds a little selfish. I wanted you to fight for me, to stop me from leaving. But all you said was, “I’ve been thinking the same thing for a while now.”

That’s why I love tumblr. No one knows me and no one cares

i need someone to protect me from my thoughts 

I already said too much. I already shared too much, and I want all my secrets back. I hate getting close to people these days. I always regret sharing too much, caring too much, doing too much, feeling too much.

I really be wanting to erase myself from people’s memories

youre in her dms, im in her made up fantasy daydreams she uses to escape. we are not the same.