Sometimes I think im depressed, or that there’s something else mentally wrong with me. But then I think I feel that way to subconsciously get attention. And that makes me sick.
is a dull pain eating you away inside when youre not with them.
its a shaking of your hands when you see them.
its a pound in your heart and a old sweat down your back.
its a tear welling from your cheek when you realize youll never be with them.
its a forever constant memory of what could have been.
love doesnt leave.
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pretty sure ethan just fell asleep on me again. and his computer makes loud clicky noises.opeee.
omg. this years fourth will go down in my history books brah!
am i crazy or what?
you know, if one person told me not to do it.
I probably wouldn’t.
But, nobody ever has.