occupation: the family disappointment
im so miserable but i laugh at everything
like 95% of my daily vocabulary is ‘what’
I hate that I miss you.
I need someone to come over right now and just hold me. I need someone to hold me while I cry and talk to them about everything, to keep holding me all night as we sleep, and to still be there when I wake up in the morning. I feel like it’s the only thing that will help me. I can’t be alone through this.
just because i hate me doesnt mean you can