Wish you were here.

i’m dizzy. i hope the next time you shed some tears, they won’t be over me.

3 years later. And i still.

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I used to have this ability to captivate you in the most intimate way, make you feel secure with my words. But i’m stuck now.

I am fucking sick of always taking the blame / purposefully putting myself down. Listen, self, stop being a paranoid cunt and calm down. Not everything is as bad as you think it is.

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My chest hurts. My back hurts. My throat hurts. Everything fucking hurts. Tired of the cold sweats and restless nights. You’re the one person who can calm me down but you’re not here. It’s okay, i’ll be there soon.

I really cannot stand you. Not when you act like this.

Dear self, stop it with the irritability already.