Just a whole lot of things I'll never say to the people I should say them to
Can’t I just forget for a while?
I’m not eating.
I’m not sleeping.
I just want to be in your arms.
But I can’t.
I can’t any more.
I never want to act this way again…
I’m fine. I’m just not hungry right now.
I don’t hook up, but I need to get you out of my head somehow.
That’s the thing about life - no matter how bad it is, it can always be worse. And that’s strangly comforting and depressing at the same time
I just want to run, and not stop. I just want to go outside, with nothing but the clothes I’m wearing and get away. I don’t know where I’ll go or how far I’ll get. But nothing feels right here. This isn’t me. Or maybe it is, and that’s what scares me.
I just want to run, until I’m too numb and tired to feel anything. I just want to get out of my own head for a while.
I say I just want someone to hold, but it’s you that I want
Did some things I should regret, but I don’t.
Is it too much to ask for someone to be interested in me when they’re sober, and for more than just sex?