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The nights we had (vent journal)I'm snapping again. Torn between what my heart is trying to tell me, but I know i shouldn't listen to my emotions. My logic knows better.
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I saw your blog weeks ago randomly, but stopped looking at it after i just said "get well". I haven't looked since. I just don't want to.
Why? It hurts. It hurts that I got forgotten and thrown away so easily, with little effort. I got replaced with new "Best friends", without my name ever being brought up again.
The painful memories just echo in my head once they woke up again. They ring like some demented bells.
I miss the rps, i miss the drawings, i miss staying up with you til bloody morning and just having fun.
That's what my heart wants, but my head tells me otherwise..
That one thing you said, that one thing won't let me trust you again. I miss you like a motherfuck, I'm just afraid of letting you near again.
I don't want the scenario to repeat itself again and I'm unsure if i want to risk it.
I would if you only, only assured me that yo