You are my ocean and I'm drowning

he’s picking fights and locks and forget-me-nots and i’m counting to ten in the parking lot i let myself in the lost and found box maybe in the summer i can brush the dust off ticking slows, am i ghost? he said “this is how it goes” all i ever wanted was to prove i’m worthy such a high price for the way he hurt me could never understand am i really that pretty when i’m deadpan? i curse your name when lovers reach out there’s one thing i can’t talk about it hurts again can’t call my friends they rolled their eyes said i shoulda known better i can’t live like this forever i can’t live like this forever gaslight myself under circumstance did i make it all up? was it really that bad? i can’t live like this forever i can’t live like this forever !!!!!!

Gosh I’d love to give it a try. It’s just so hard to find the time with all the *describes a daily schedule that is 65% dilly-dallying*

i can form normal attachments okay i just don’t feel like it rn

the concept of your uncle playing roblox during his divorce

actually i’m going to keep trying

half-assed is better than not assed at all. put as much energy as you can into things even if it seems like a small amount.

reblog to reassure the next person who reads this that everything is going to be okay and it’s all going to get easier soon