I think a lot when I'm alone and even more when I'm around a place where I have no companion. day one just ended and I'm thinking more than I expected
I can't pull myself back again even though I know it very well I should and move the fuck on with my life. I'm sorry to bother you by missing you so badly. I don't want too but it just happened. the urge of texting you made me feel like killing myself
the amount of self hatred is indescribable that I hope I disappear too
