this is my favorite thing on earth
I’m feeling extremely empty. Grossly forgotten.
Just a few more breaths until I break down and cry myself to sleep. I’ve been wondering about many things, namely, what the purpose of life is. I don’t understand why I have to live a life of emotional suffering. I feel incomplete, and useless.
It’s been 4.5 years now. And the thought is starring to creep back into my mind, why stay here? I’m going to die alone anyway. Nobody really cares about me. Why keep suffering? Still, here I lay, slowly decaying into some horrible bitter man.
I need someone to talk to me. Soon. Or else I think my mind will explode and I’m not sure what will end up happening to me.
I hope someone reads this.
I need a friend right now…
You can’t go fixing everything with an apology and a hug. Life isn’t that simple, I’m trying to make you learn that.
I cannot sleep. My mind keeps trying to block out the real reason, but we both know it’s you.
I’m up all night for you. I can’t stop myself from thinking about you. We’re a few miles apart, physically at least.
Emotionally we might me a few million light years away. You keep looking for Mr. Right in all the wrong places. While I sit here aging away, and wiping these tears from my face.
I’m concerned you’ll get hurt if you keep looking for that perfect boy, who only exists in your fantasy.
That’s why I’m up tonight. That’s why I can’t sleep. Because you have the presidential suite in my brain, and you’ve left all the lights on.
Ohhhhh God I’m suck a douche, and I love it.
You know that feeling you need someone to talk to, but nobody’s there for you?
I’ve been like this for months now.