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the urge to reread shatter me is taking over . send help

istg if i make myself think that i smell her perfume one more time

its either my head or my memories of her are hauntingly clear today

my brother just almost killed me. i fell on the CONCRETE floor and hit my head rly hard. i have a concussion now and the periphery in my right eye is GONE. still my parents are mooning over him while im having a panic attack on the floor because i have the literal SAT tomorrow and i can barely breathe right now, let alone take a test thatll determine my future

i may be over her for the time being but that doesnt mean that i didnt find her pinterest, past education, and private instagram page in less than half an hour :)

help whoever told wattpad to give me a therapy session, thank you 

ew i lost my voice

im supposed to be on vocal rest but i cant stop coughing and my throat hurts so bad and my nose is completely plugged from the sickness ive been holding back for the past four days just to see her and not back out from the show. i want to cry and i miss her and the picture of her in my mind is slipping away despite the fact that we stared into eachothers eyes every possible moment backstage .  but my eyes hurt so bad . tears feel like acid rn and i dont think i washed my show makeup off properly cause my nose is rly red and puffy rn. or it may just be the fact that im sick . i want to die and my mom schedled a litrak sleepover and i never want to live again

august slipped away in a moment of time.

it seems that i couldn’t help but fall in love with you every summer i see you. had a great time but i guess ill see ya next summer <3