If I ever stop talking to you & remove you from my life, I hope you understand how hard it was for me. I have a bad habit of holding onto the little bit of good in people, no matter how bad they clearly are for me. So if I don’t fw you anymore, it’s bc you pushed me far past my limits.
Snap is useful for yearly recaps of you that you never posted. Except when you find out you wore the same top exactly a year ago, on one of the worst days you can’t forget.
So fucking crazy the way things happen. Mind blown every damn day.
It’s not even the pictures that we have together. It’s the pictures I have of myself seeing how happy I was in that time period…those are the ones that get to me. The ones where I had no idea that I’d feel this way today.
i know i’m gonna be single for awhile. i don’t often meet men who meet my standard for a life partner and it’s wild because i don’t think my standards are that high in the first place. i’m happy being alone though, mostly. it’s peaceful here.