how can you say those three small words to me again for the first time in four and a half years? I’m vulnerable. so fucking vulnerable. I’ve known you going on ten years, you were my first love, and we never fully got over it and always find our way back to each other in the most random of ways. I love Ryan so much. but now here you are again. ever since we were fifteen it’s been there. you have me so damn confused. make it stop, make it stop.
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And why are you on a suicide website doesn’t sound so miserable
excuse me but do you know me, or my life, or my brain, or anything else I’m going through? didn’t think so. read some of my other posts before you assume things by one post