Everyday I wake up and put this fake smile so no one sees that I’m breaking. I can’t even do that anymore though. I’ve lost everyone in my life. And this pain is to much to handle. I have no point or purpose anymore. I could leave and no one would notice. So what am I waiting for?
you know what’s fucked up?
that you can be without someone for six months, a year, five years and have mastered not thinking about them, but no matter how much time passes there will always be that moment where you see a photo of them or catch a little of their cologne on a crowed street and suddenly you’re plagued with a rapidly sinking stomach and the relentless question, “what did i do wrong?”
if you ever think about sending me an ask and decide not to cause “oh she doesn’t care” or “oh I don’t want to bother her” literally I’m the loneliest piece of shit you can find and would still love you if you sent me the word nuzzle over and over again
i know what you’re going through i read the perks of being a wallflower