the thought of you thinking of someone else how i think of you makes me ill,, and not in a way where i’m just anxious and sad,, like to the point of me vomiting my own organs and tearing away my skin,, it makes every atom of my body want to decompose and rot away into nothing without you,, you’re everything i need to survive,, you are my everything,, so the thought of someone else being that to you,, i might as well be nothing,, leave myself to turn to compost in the soil,, for worms to burrow into my flesh,, i need you to need me,, i need you to love me,,










