Do you remember? Do you remember being solid? Do you remember life before the hole? Before you were empty and needed to be filled? There was a time when everything was enough. There was a time you didn’t try to get out of your own skin. Remember?
I know that putting this on the internet is probably a bad idea but I am just so overwhelmed with emotion right now it’s not even funny. There are so many things I need to say right now I just don’t want to bother my friends at college with the details and the slight chance that my anger will turn into tears.
You’re a fucking asshole and I hope you hurt the way I do. You’re a piece of fucking shit.
man all i want is to cuddle with you and bake you cookies and make your favorite food and sit on the couch all cuddled up with you and watch your favorite movie with you and then go to bed with you and maybe listen to your favorite album with you and jump around…