It’s 3:30 and I’m crying while looking at pictures of us because I want to hear your voice and feel your touch and fuck
“I’m starting to wonder why I had feelings for you in the first place.” (r.i.d)
I think I’m getting depressed again. I can feel myself getting heavy. Fuck.
i’m not used to things like this
what an interesting dream
You were the best antidepressant I could ever ask for.