that was it, the meaning of my life, meeting you.

no sé si estoy muy enfadado o muy triste pero quiero arrancarme lo que siento

no one will ever love me like that again

My dream is you, what we dreamed for in the first place, I don’t want to let you go. I will never love or give myself to anyone the way I can with you.

I just be thinking and tearing up.. my lil heart been through so much..

eu to sentindo tanto a sua falta que nao cabe nenhum outro sentimento em mim, nao consigo sentir nada alem de saudade de vc. eu sinto falta do meu melhor amigo. isso é o que mais tem me matado.

im so restless inside my own home..i cant stay here with this

no contact with someone you genuinely built a future around in your mind is not the same as no contact with anyone else. because you are not just cutting off a person. you are cutting off a whole version of your life that you had already started living in your head.

Not everything that ends, leaves.

i dont know what to do with myself

…just for you

im so stupid

if i was in a room full of everyone i have ever known i would still look for you first, it will always be you, im going to die still missing you

putting makeup on feels like putting lipstick on a pig

im scared you’re gonna wake up one day and not give a fuck anymore