Can I seriously stop breathing. I don't need this shit but I can't imagine leaving you completely. but The sun is gone and all I see are dark clouds and the color yellow makes me sad and now I'll I do is cry. Just stop talking to me about him. Stop telling me that it's funny that he's not there but I am. Stop acting like you care when you don't because if you did you wouldn't say the things you do. You wouldn't do the things you did. I want you back. I want Amery. But she's gone. I need to accept that.
