This is gonna be a forever continuing chapter where I yap every time I hate the Atlantic ocean
Which is every second of my life, but anyway
Sometimes I feel like I'm being too dramatic and it's like an inside joke but I also despise the fact it has to be there.
I need to fucking hug him
I will literally be on the verge of TEARS over how much I need to hug that boy
Or just touch in general, because I'm touch deprived and a head pat would be just as good.
But there's only one thing that makes me cry these days (though I GO TO cry multiple times a day)
You see I'm awkward, the only person I hug is @/Maxwell_Yoso. Not even my parents, but that's on me. I just don't feel comfortable hugging them.
But I love hugs. And I need them. And I really fucking hate the fact I can't be w my bf for the next few years of my life.
Because it's not JUST the hugs I need
YOU ARE READING
Read this because I'm lonely
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