My comments are on crack :D

Newsflash: Just because a song is not your taste, doesn't mean its shit, and the fact that you don't listen to it doesn't make your music taste superior to everyone else's. You're welcome.

And I could live off so little love. My whole life I'd nibbled on the crumbs of my parents adoration, hoping for a full piece. I thrived off their occasional compliments, hoping for something more than a sentence. And I hoped that someday, somehow, if I changed a lot, theyd change a little. Maybe that's how love really feels. 
          Because it even feels like that with you.

Being nasty to and cutting off family members who did nothing but hurt me throughout my childhood makes me feel like I'm  a webtoon mc who was reborn and is deadset on weeding out the bad people in her life.

I miss the time when you actually loved me. When I wasn't obselete. When I wasn't an inconvenience. When you looked at me as though I were precious gold. When you listened to me. When a text from me meant the end to your despair.  I miss the time when I was wanted by you. When you were willing to meet me halfway and beyond. When you walked by my side, and not as though I were a ghost, lost behind you. I miss things that were never there. If love was ever there, how could it have been gone so quickly? Oh it's a wonder. It really is a wonder.

I got everything I had ever wanted, and it was everything I already had.

"I dont know what to do with you" "I dont know what to buy for your birthday" "how was i supposed to know you liked this when you didnt tell me". If I have to flat out say to you, "I like this, please buy it for my birthday" or "I like going to this place, please invite me to go there next time we plan to hang out" it's basically like me buying and wrapping my own gift and then giving it to you to give to me. It makes me feel demanding and stupid and sucks the joy out of my life. The fact that you can't remember what I like and then use that information to do something for me shows me that i have no place in your heart or mind and makes me want to cut you right tf off. Is this asshole behaviour? I dont even care anymore. Im so fucking tired of giving and giving and giving, even when I have nothing, even when i dont give to my fucking self and I can't even be a fucking momentary thought in your head. Sorry for the language yall but im so done with ppl.

If only I had have known it would be the last time. Maybe I would have thought to hug you just once more. Maybe I would have said more goodbyes and I love yous. Maybe I would have taken more photos and videos. Maybe I would have ignored the irrelevant things in this world and just focused on spending more time with you. Because now that the hands have moved, they cannot return. And all those things I should have done...could have done, are captured by the hold of the clock. Always turning and turning, and I cannot keep up. I don't want to let you go, but time is no merciful keeper. I'm sorry I couldn't save you from time. I'm sorry I didn't cherish time with you while I had it. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

Sometimes, amidst all the noise and bustle, I forget I'm not the person I want to be. But she whispers to me in the night, when all is silent. She reminds me that we are not the same, and I'm not sure how to tell her I'm sorry.

hi!! im kyuki and im graphic designer. im making wattpad covers and i want to invite you to my graphic shop. for now I have an open batch so I'll be happy to accept orders for graphics <3
          
          
          this is link for my graphic shop
          (sorry for the ad)
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/388098822?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=_Kyuki_ 

"Idgaf" but you think about it all time, even more than they do.