I want you to dig your hands into my flesh and pull all my bones out one by one and get rid of this humming ache under my skin
it hurts me physically that he’s not mine we’d be so disgustingly toxic and perfect together don’t you fucking see he’s literally the male version of me I want him so bad
the realisation that you have no actual friends is… freeing
I’m so angry I don’t know what to do. I need help. I’m so angry it’s hurting my chest. It’s like clawing at me from the inside.
i want to live out my anger, i want to be able to scream and smash, i want to defend myself like an adult. then why am i crying every time
I don’t know if I’m in love or if I’m mentally sick. All I know is the gaping hole and aching I feel in my chest fucking hurts.
how does one get over a summer love?
all I can do is stare at your name and hope that something will happen
I hate how I want him to miss me.
To avoid the sick feeling I get from talking to people about my feelings I am vomiting them out here, enjoy.
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