Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.
I'm missing him.
Someone should go find my heart where I left it on his bedroom floor and destroy it. Because I'm obviously still attached to it and I really want it to just kbye.
I'm fine through the day... But when it comes to trying to fall asleep... I lose it. All I can think about is him.
I reiterate. FUUUUUCK.
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