i really don’t wanna bother you, it’s just that i love you so much, and you mean so much to me, and i get worried when i see some of your posts because if i ever lost you, i’d lose part of myself, and you deserve the best. the very best. of everything. you deserve to be loved, and you are. you deserve to be told everyday just how wonderful and beautiful you are, and i can do that for you. i know that it’s hard to believe that people love and care about you; i know that better than anyone, but please don’t push me away. i wanna be there for you. let me be there for you. and no, i don’t just say things that i think you maybe wanna hear; this is real life. I LOVE YOU.
is this what dying feels like? i fucking hate it.
i couldn’t find our 8th grade band pics or any old school pics for that matter, but we do have this one. unfortunately it’s blurry cause i had to zoom in so much, butttt anyway, HAPPY 23rd BIRTHDAY, HEATHECLIFFE!!! 🎉🎁🎈🎁🎉😉 i still can’t believe we’re all turning 23 this year 😱 have a fantastic day!!! hope we can go out again soon!
thumb feels broken. all this crying has made me tired. it’s hotter than hell right now. i just can’t win.