This conversation came out of nowhere. What.
I’m at the point where I don’t know if I’m going to throw up from anxiety or just burst into tears from another meltdown… Clearly, this is not my night.
Am I like destined to be alone or something?
You made it perfectly clear today. I cried because there is nothing I can do to change your mind.
It was wishful thinking, I know. And I get it. You don’t owe me anything.
its so hard to be positive when you’re bleeding from your vagina
Let the dead be dead.
They have no answering machines, no phonelines:
if you call them, only the ground will ring.
Human beings are not ships, you cannot save them from sinking if they don’t want to be rescued from the floodwaters.