I hate those days where you just feel down for no fucking reason and all you want to do is just sleep.
I feel like there’s no one I can talk to about this. I feel like whenever someone ask me what’s wrong, they just feel obligated to do so, and when I tell the what’s wrong, all they tell me is that oh it’ll get better, he/she is just an asshole. I don’t need that shit. I just want someone to actually care and give me advice instead of making the problem worse.
Anonymous: Dear person I like,
Dear person I like:
I never stopped. & I don’t think I will be getting over you any time soon. Though it might be the ”best” for… uh you. But yeah, I ain’t doing so great with this shit. But I’m glad we’re in good terms now, no awkwardness or anything. Though nothing really went the way I expected it to, I’m glad we’re friends. That is all.
