Get out of my head! Get out!
the realisation that you have no actual friends is… freeing
it’s hard to hate someone when you can remember what it was like to love them. I wish I could erase all memories of you from my mind.
i don’t know who i am anymore, there’s too many versions of “me”
thought of you a lot today… idk why. I miss you. You have a soft voice and warm skin.
"just be yourself" i dont know who the fuck i am
I wanna talk to you so badly but then why does every conversation with you taste bitter and make me feel sick
At this point being in love with you has become a part of my personality. So what’ll happen if I stop?
I hate how obsessive I get. It isn’t normal, it isn’t healthy. And it does me more harm than good. You’d think though, really, that being obsessed would make someone flattered. Apparently not.
guilt eats away at my flesh. it settles in my bones. it lives within my chest.
To avoid the sick feeling I get from talking to people about my feelings I am vomiting them out here, enjoy.
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