perfectly able to hold my own hand, but I still...
I have died everyday waiting for you.
all my words fell out of my mouth in a jumble, a mess, and all the things I ever meant to say were left in a pile in the corner stacked up high like a fragile tower. the room was so dark and i felt that even in the smallest hole of my heart i would never be understood. i want i want i want. do you get it? i want so much, i want it all. i want the weekend and the morning and everything in between....
Because anyone worth anything is already taken, or lives half a country away, or in another country, or wouldn't want to be with me.
sometimes I still need you.
I didn’t know why I was so upset. I didn’t want to keep talking and saying everything I was thinking, but I couldn’t stop. I wanted to apologize for making you feel uncomfortable but the thought of apologizing was making me angrier by the minute. I started crying a few minutes after that, and I remember thinking “why on earth am I crying now, what’s wrong with...