what if im never loved in a different way
DIES SO HARD STOP IM CRYING
what if i just pulled my brain out like ramen noodles and stomped on it until it didnt exist
me when i made a choice and shes no longer in my life and my life is just a never ending cycle of finding distractions from thinking about her and then becoming empty and the thoughts overflowing and taking over and all there is is her me missing her me wanting her my memories of her the things that are hers that are in my room words we shared STOP☹️
ME
having a tumblr blog is like being the curator of my own personal museum of mental breakdowns and special interests
Ama Codjoe, from "The Bluest Nude" [ID'd]
"let people be wrong about you" is such good advice that i am unfortunately physically incapable of following. if i am incorrectly perceived by anyone i will simply start ripping things with my teeth
its cold and i miss the warmth
holding your hand, sweating profusely but holding it nonetheless
i cant hold it now, and my hands are cold
i miss you
i like to write random messy words and repost things that are so me!
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