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I don’t know what to do, life has gotten more difficult and I miss your messages to others and seeing them get mended, I’m not broken quite yet, but breaking. Now, I think about you in class while grieving for all of the beautiful people that gave in, and hope and pray that you haven’t. I haven’t been getting better myself, and I started cutting again. I found I am gender fluid ️ and got a taste of my ancestry, which is mostly British, Irish, and Scottish. Writing to myself keeps me sane and let’s me come to terms about what I am. I miss you. I miss hearing you sneak references into your stories. I miss your catch phrase. I hope you kept to your word. I found I song that helps me relax and relieve myself of a huge hunk of guilt, it’s called Little Loin Man, it has a line what describes what I feel like,
But it was not your fault but mine, And it was your heart on the line, I really fucked it up this time, didn’t I?
Also there is Icon for Hire in general that helps. I miss you so much
Havs a hug \(;-; \)
Btw this is my other account