in this particular post, i promise to not include any vulgarities.
my mum said people will actually take me seriously like that.
the thing is. i dont need you as much now. i’ve had it.
but i want you. i want you badly.
stop messing my mind up. or letting me mess my own.
it just hurts. when i love you so much.
and then thinking about what is happening to us now.
cold shoulders. talking to me when YOU want to. it is totally insane.
i dont know what to do.
i dont even want to think about it anymore.
i dont want the pain.
im just leaving things as it is.
please, everyone. dont ask me.
dont talk to me. dont advice me. dont even mention it to me.
before my mucus and tears gets all over your face.