Day 18

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Mike called me this morning. He was happy. Tony asked him to hang out the previous night and they cuddled all night and held hands.

I was happy from him.

The girl called me too, the one you 'love'

She said she needed a friend. I told her same.

She's here now. She cried to me about how you told her it wasn't working out.

She's sleeping on my couch.

I cried for her.

We cried together.

But the difference is.

She woke up refreshed and happy to see a new guy text her.

I'm still drowning with lungs that were made to breathe under water.

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Mike told me you haven't left your room since I left.

I don't like to admit it, but I'm sorry.

I'm sorry you can't accept yourself.

I'm sorry I can't accept myself either.

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