Idontwanttobealive

Edisni daed

And now I don’t exist to you. You’ve moved on. That’s.. nice..

I’m sorry. I broke a promise. I know you blocked me and you said you wouldn’t message me anymore. But I made a promise. It’s not that I didn’t want the London or the stuffies and movie nights. It’s that I didn’t want to be hurt again. I couldn’t trust it. You knew I’d been hurt and you kept doing it. It was toxic.  I’m  sorry. 

Maybe I’ll listen to both of them. 

Telling some one to kill them self isn’t funny. It isn’t a joke. It’s messed up. 

Here I am. Crying over the stupidest shit. Over your eyes and your smile. And how scared I am. I don’t want to loose you but you deserve better.. I’ve lost everything else and I just want everything to stop.. 

And I’m crying. Again. Isn’t that pathetic? 

Happy 1 year to my account 

W H Y
          D O
          Y O U
          B U I L D
          M E 
          U P
          B U T T E R C U P
          B A B Y
          J U S T 
          T O 
          L E T 
          M E 
          D O W N..
          
          
          
          
          
          
          </3

Phil: *looks at Dan* would you ever consider having your curly hair for more than a day?
          
          Dan: nOoOoOo- *almost falls*
          
          Me:
          
          hUn, YoUvE gOt A bIg StOrM cOmInG