twenty - five // feb. 15th

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I'm going home today. My mother is sitting on the other side of the room on her phone. She hasn't really left since the 13th.

My therapist told me that she thinks I tried to kill myself because I couldn't deal with all the pain in my life, and that I needed to find a new outlet that isn't self harm.

I don't know what she means by that.

If she's talking sports, I don't want anything to do with it.

Ashton came by again yesterday. He kissed me.

I kissed back.

He told me that he'll be waiting until I feel like we can be together.

I don't know how to feel.

~ Luke


i'm at school oh


xx Valerie

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