10:52 p.m.
Everything is crashing. You can't even stand to look at me anymore. My heart hurts so fucking much. If I didn't wake up tomorrow I think I'd be happy. You're tired of me. I'm better off dead. You won't miss me. Your hazel eyes would still sparkle. Your perfect lips would still pull into that beautiful smile I love so dearly. You would probably laugh at how pathetic I was, how much time I wasted on you. You would be happy without me SO FUCKING HAPPY. You'll be free soon enough.
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Stages of a Heartbreak
RomanceThe emotional journey of heartbreak and the recovery afterwards. Or what Jeana thinks is recovery.
