hopeless but hoping

i'm sorry we've fallen out touch it's just that i've been in a very bad spot mentally (2011-present)

That's enough being horny for today I think

*Helps you take down the decorations and puts the folding chairs away*

thank you

“I don’t love you.” Four words. Four words that you would never expect to hear. Four words that make you want to throw your heart and lungs out. “I don’t love you.” You hear it wherever you go, it’s in your head, in the music you listen to, in the voices of boys you try to drown yourself in. You grow out your hair and you learn to stop biting off the skin from your lips and when your mom asks you what happened you say nothing. Because what happened. What happened. He got tired. You were a candle that burnt out too quickly and he was just a boy who had an experation date laced between his lips.