(no subject)
and i'm done forever, it's you and me forever.
i make myself sick and dreadful.
i stay up at night and look at her pictures and compare myself to her.
i wonder how strong your feelings were for her.
and i cant help but cry every time i do it.
love makes me sick.
i dont know what to do with myself when i get into this state of mind.
nothing he says or does make me feel more secure.
its not him its me.
cliche.
so self destructive.
i dont know how to remove all this jealousy from my heart.
im jealous to the bone.
i get such a wonderful man and i just feel like any girl in the world could take that away from me and i hate it so much.
i wish i could look at myself with more loving eyes.
god, if i could count how many times i cry in a week, for no reason.
i am a ridiculous mess.
sometimes i think the only way to feel satisfied would be to lock him up in a high tower.
im so terrified of getting used.
i know he loves me.
i do.
oh, lord.
my mind is never still.