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so if anybody wants to wife me that would be great. 

i live for scary films, love them to pieces but shark films literally have me screaming my head off. i’m pretty sure my neighbours think i might’ve been murdered. 

so fucking ironic.

i have to force myself to get you out of my head. you’re stuck like glue and you’re not even here to maybe sooth the pain you already caused. i used to miss you so badly, my heart would literally be aching for you and i would think about what you’re doing as if you were coming home to tell me like you used to. now though, i refuse to torture myself more after two years of anguish and heart ache. this is the final time that i will ever speak of you like this or to anybody for that matter. this is my way of removing you from all existence in my mind. i hope you’re happy and i hope you took great pleasure in tearing me apart. 

to all my april babies. extra love this year on your birthday, from me.

i just want someone who loves as hard as i do. i have so much love and affection and i just want to shower someone with it. that’s all. i miss feeling like i’m really making somebody happy.

i have only been eating once a day and staying up til stupid times in the morning like what is wrong with me???

i will never beg it like i used to. i want someone to chase after me for once.

maybe i’ll be a fox this time.

sometimes i read back over some of my poetry and i think get a fucking grip he didn’t love you and he still doesn’t.