I don't want to grow up. I don't want to die. I don't want to be alone.
I told him to leave me alone.
I am so stupid and I'm thinking about the impossible.
Some dreams can come true, but not all. And sometimes it's stupid to try.
I don't know how long I can wait. I don't know how long I can put up with this before I break.
I don't want change. I want everything back to when it was amazing. When I cared. When I didn't cry myself to sleep or smell that damned pillow because his head was there once.
I'm so scared in my own room. Everything reminds me of him. Even when I try to have fun SOMETHING reminds me and I just get sad inside.
I told myself I would never be this pathetic, but here I am. Pathetic.
I was fine all day until I layed down. I thought about that first day and everything came at once. My emotions mixed together.
I really don't want this to mess up the relationship in my future. I don't want to be held down. I don't want to be stupid anymore.
I'm done. I'm done. I'm done. Reassure me.