It's goddamn almost 3 in the morning and I can't sleep I wish I had some weed rn so I could just pass out like a baby but I don't so here I am stuck another night drowning in my thought life is calm rn and I'm glad but for some reason I'm still not satisfied I feel like I am missing something but idk what Mabey it's my past lover nights like these he would talk me to sleep I appreciate him for those nights even if I don't have that anymore now it's just me and I'm ok with that finally after months I'm fine with being alone idk why i feel like I have to be in a relationship ig you could say relationships are addicting of course they are addicting to me I get addicted to everything lol sorry mom for fuck sake I'm addicted to weed lol I can't even sleep without it ig you can say I was addicted to him too the way he made my worries wash away the way he said my name the way his softened him voice we he realized him actions were not ok this doesn't even sound poetic to me it's just the truth I miss him but I don't do I miss him or the feeling he was the nicest piece of shit I've ever met I'm not gonna completely this cause I don't want to reminisce on him anymore lol till next time
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Não FicçãoEssays of traumas which will either help me grow or continue to be my downfall guess I'll never know(I keep the typos in cause I'm not perfect and neither is my story) is Wrote the beginning chapters when I was 16 Mabey 17 I'm 18 now about to be 19
