We're Not Okay.

No Idea

i'm off a xan laying on my bed, i feel dead.

i left Peep's house earlier today and i miss him because without him making me laugh or smile i'm just there

sometimes i feel like i'm just taking up a body like i'm not a real person i don't know i guess he reminds me that i am

then at the perfect moment he calls me

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P • R

BABYYYYYY

*laughs*

what up?

nothing i drank and i'm off molly, i called u cuz i miss youuu

{slurring his words}

i miss you too sexy but be careful tho

what's going on with you lately?

is is me?

is it us?

no no it's not that's the least of my problems it's not you or us we're perfect okay

okay but if that's not the problem then what's going on lil mama talk to me

{i started to tear up a little just thinking about what the doctor told me about my mental health}

i don't think i can talk about it

*voice breaking*

you wanna tell me tomorrow when i walk you to school?

sure

{i was glad he did make me tell him but i have to tell him in general and i don't want him to look at me differently after i tell him}

get some sleep, night baby

goodnight be safe love

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i woke up the next morning feeling exhausted but i was staying at Gus' house tonight so i felt happy

i threw on a tank top with a sweater over it and some baggy pants with a beanie and i grabbed my
purse and met Gus outside

i opened my door and saw him standing on the sidewalk smoking a cig while on his phone

i walked up to him and gave him a hug and a kiss

"you good baby?"

he said putting his hand on the side of my face

"yeah i'm okay "

i said he held my hand and we started walking to school

"well what happened"

"i've been feeling down lately like really fucking down-"