all the shit I’ve in the last 6 months is starting to gather and to mess with my brain. And I feel like nothing can fix it or restore it to when it was all fine and seemed like everything was possible
the thought of not being with you scares the shit out of me.
don’t you see how he’s fucking you up?
I think I might be crazy as fuck, I don’t know, but I know for sure you have somethind unique that makes me think of you. It could be anything, those big eyes that smartness, that infinite cutness that I haven’t seen before. Just let me in. trust me ‘though you don’t know me, just trust that i’m different I also like to think I’m good enough to get inside that warm place. I ask you because I’ve seen something magic in you that I’ve been loooking for.
I just lost my last piece of humanity
God , I hate those 330 kilometers between me and any chance that I’d love to have to get close to you