i'm out of service rn but i scheduled this post because i guarantee you i'm looking at the moon and thinking about my boy

If you listen closely, you’ll hear me in the quiet. I’m always louder when I’m not real.

additionally donot underestimate the powerful healing effects of The Collar

I don’t want you back. I just want the version of me I was before you taught me how sharp wanting can be.

I stare at my reflection like it owes me answers. It never speaks. It just looks tired, like it’s been pretending too long.

I was going to say something important. But you looked at me like you already knew, and the words died in my mouth.

Sometimes I still feel your hand on my shoulder.

I tell pretty lies. Not to hurt you — just to make the truth easier to swallow.