Danny

Talking in a group chat is a sort of humiliation ritual.

I need friends. That’s it. That’s the post. ( ◠‿◠ )

In this world, you only have yourself to rely on, no matter who else claims that they’ll stand by your side.

It’s funny how much grace people are willing to give you if you’re weird but also conventionally attractive. If you’re an ugly mess on the other hand, you can kiss your chances of being treated decently goodbye.

It’s been years and still not a day goes by where I don’t think of you. You haunt me in my dreams, and your absence is felt in every waking moment. It pains me to know that you’ll never feel the same. I miss you.

This emptiness continues to ache and rot away in my heart.