Hungry, anxious for pain+
I started to update about my day but then deleted everything. I don't understand and definitely can't put to words what's going through my head. Pain in my pleasure when I feel like this, but all I can do is choke back some useless tears.
I want to tell you so bad that I feel like I'm losing you, but to something I can't quite put my finger on. I guess I could call it time. We're just fucking growing up.
I want to tell you that I think we could be more than friends. You're what reminds me exactly of how I don't belong in this town, this state, or even this life.
But I want to tell you that I'm sorry for fucking up what we had together. I think about us more than you imagine, that's for sure.
This is all such a fucking joke. I'm having another low, for the first time in probably two weeks, so anything I say tonight is pretty much worthless. I might try again tomorrow morning.
Brenda, your plans make more sense to me with every day that passes. You have no idea how similar our intentions are for the future.
I want to tell you so bad that I feel like I'm losing you, but to something I can't quite put my finger on. I guess I could call it time. We're just fucking growing up.
I want to tell you that I think we could be more than friends. You're what reminds me exactly of how I don't belong in this town, this state, or even this life.
But I want to tell you that I'm sorry for fucking up what we had together. I think about us more than you imagine, that's for sure.
This is all such a fucking joke. I'm having another low, for the first time in probably two weeks, so anything I say tonight is pretty much worthless. I might try again tomorrow morning.
Brenda, your plans make more sense to me with every day that passes. You have no idea how similar our intentions are for the future.