it's been so long since we've talked. i guess we both moved on. i wish you were still here. just here to talk when i'm sad, or here when there's no one else. i miss a lot but i guess i need to get over the past.

i'm finished with youuuuu

last night was the most intense [in a bad way] night of my life.

why is it that when you do the right thing you feel like complete shit? i can't tell if i just made a huge mistake by not doing what i wanted to. i could fucking slap myself a million times right now for many reasons. i will probably never have that chance ever again. nice job shauna. fuck.

what a fucked up way to begin a new year.

friends only.

stop
looking
at
my
shit.