I Went Off On D Perhaps A Bit Too Hard But Honestly I Need To Make Choices For Myself
I went off on D perhaps a bit too hard but honestly I need to make choices for myself
And honestly, I don't need someone trying to make me promise not to talk to my friends ever again just because I made a mistake.
ngl idk why she even came back to me in the first place.
I guess she wanted to try messing someone else up.
Honestly, if i had kept her around things would probably have gotten worse.
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I'll keep posting. It's the only way we're able to face eachother right now.
I'm sorry.
She wants a date.
She wants to share rent.
WHY RIGHT NOW D WHY RIGHT NOW
WHY DO YOU DECIDE TO BECOME MY GUARDIAN ANGEL RIGHT NOW
I APPRECIATE IT BUT THE CONFESSION IS REALLY BADLY TIMED
ykw nah I'll take fate in my own hands for once. I don't need a coinflip
I'm happy with just waiting for things to play out.
Talking with my brothers kinda fixed my mindset for now so I'll be okay for a while.
I'm sorry for all of that.
It's okay to crash out though.
You deserve to let the feelings out.
"Goodnight bro, see you tomorrow"
He doesn't understand how much I needed to hear that, to know that he's going to spend time with me willingly. Sometimes it feels like people only talk to me because I initiate, but hearing those simple 5 words made everything feel okay. I feel like I'm back in 8th grade, making plans to go over and hang out in his backyard I feel like I'm free from all my troubles that came later. I'm free from the changes that I never wanted to make and were forced on me by... some bad people.
I feel like the person I want to be again. I feel like I am who I should be and who I would have been if not for all the shit I've went through.
I hope this feeling stays around for a while.
I hope he says those words again tomorrow. "Goodnight bro. See you tomorrow" Goodnight, bro.
I'll be here, enjoying the feelings those words gave me. It will be a good night.
everything is going to shit
reblog if ur doomed by the narrative
tumblr is like heaven for those who belong in hell
I want to give you space.
What do I do if I see you in that stairwell?
I don’t know what to do.
someone please send me asks or something ive had next to no interaction with anyone today including my mother.
the closest thing i had to a conversation today was being thanked for doing all the work on a group project, and the several times i apologized quietly as i ran away from someone while trying not to throw up out of guilt
