I apologized for being mean to Kayla today. I don't know if he cares. She left me on read. I miss him. I miss her lips on mine they were softer than livis. I miss that one night that we slept in my bed. His arm draped over me. I slept all night. I felt safe. I miss feeling safe. Livi is fun, but with them I'm always scared I'm going to go missing. I always feel like she's manipulating me. If I don't say the right things she cries and tries to kill herself. And it's so bad for me. I don't know why I come back to livi. Maybe it's because it feels like she'll always be there for me. And with Kayla everything felt fragile. Like our whole relationship was eggshells. It was like really good before we labeled it. And then it fell apart. Almost from the get go. And it just got worse and worse.
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Eleanor's Journal
General FictionThis is Eleanor's Deepest thoughts. TW// SH and death
