I can't help but feel there's nothing left to be here for. All that's holding me back is the hope that something will get better, but I know for a fact things will only get worse. The only person who has actually tried to talk to me is my ex boyfriend, and we usually just brainstorm ideas on how to get him to get closer to the girl he likes.
My plants are keeping me sane tbh. I enjoy going out there barefoot each morning and feeling the breeze. Maybe my part in the world is to be alone.
There's a lot of people I miss. Old friends, acquaintances, people I didn't get the chance to become real friends with. I miss pets too. Bruiser and Sam and Tabitha. The cats are dead and Bruiser is getting old. He's in Mexico with my grandpa, though so I probably won't be there when he dies.
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You Loved Me, You Killed Me -Odina
