strawtten

I haven’t felt this alone, this unwanted, this uncared for in so long and it’s my fault for letting it get this bad again. Maybe I am better off gone

you know those days where your brain won’t shut up and your skin feels itchy like it doesn’t fit right and your eyes burn but you can’t cry because you’ve already cried much and it just feels like the world is happening too fast too fast too fast

are you a writer who can’t write beginnings or can’t write endings?

i’m a writer who can’t write

Me, waking my gf at 3 am: babe. babe, lamb, wake up my angel. I couldn’t sleep so I made us berry cobbler in a mug. hurry or your ice cream is gonna melt. I love you so much

i act like i don’t fucking care cause i’m so scared