I've kinda just sorta given up hope on life. On love. On this whole ever amounting to anything. I mean....I don't even know. Maybe one day I will though, that's what I'm hoping for - the moment when things will finally become clear.
if its so exausting telling me that you love me, and that i shouldnt hurt myself, then stop. Im sorry that i wasnt able to get better as quickly as you. Im sorry that i still get upset sometimes.