Fuck, I miss hate your hair. Your fluffy, dark brown hair that doesn’t acknowledge the concept “gravity” It goes well with your pale skin. I think all the girls fell for you because of your skin color, huh and you call me dysfunctional. I also hate your narrow hips. That’s the only thing that made you special. Your narrow hips. Otherwise you look like the rest of the typical assholes.
Why aren’t you ginger?
...I’m not drunk
I’m not high, .I’m not hyper. I’m not dizzy. I’m not tired. I’m just sick of making excuses for myself whenever I mention you. I’m going to accept it. You will always be on my mind. You’re like a gum stuck on a shoe. Just fuck you and fuck your ancestors too for breeding. Why did I ever talk to you just why whyw whwywhwywhwywhwywhwywhwywhy
What if we talk again?
What will you be to me?
I don’t want to be your friend
I don’t want to be anything it’s just that I can’t get rid of the thoughts of you. I hate you I swear.
Only sometimes I don't
And sometimes I wanna take a thick rope and wrap it around my neck and pull it slowly and hard so I can feel the bones cracking.
I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO
ALL I WANT IS FOR THE PSYCHTRIST TO ANSWER MY EMAIL
