dwelling on the guilt of saving myself

watching a friend move on from you is like. i hate what you have. i want it for my own. you mean nothing to me. i love you to the moon and back. i never want to speak to you again. why won’t you just talk to me? it’s all your fault. what did i do wrong? i hate you for what you did and i miss you like a little kid. your new friends can choke. if i was more like them would you like me again? i don’t give a shit about you. did you ever love me? i want to delete your number. we still share a few group chats and i use them to update you on things you like. i can’t wait to forget you. i will always carry a piece of you with me. and it’s just that on loop ALL THE TIME

petition for stars in the day time please???

girls already exist

i wanna get drunk and kiss a lot and not think for a while

first of all i need to be fucked