iI dont really know where to post this or who to talk to about it because it feels so silly and vain, but its genuinely been taking a toll on me. haven't felt attractive or good about myself in a really long time, and I dont know how to get out of it
II didn’t run away again. I couldn’t and I didn’t want to say goodbye. I don’t know if I made the right choice. I still think about you every single day. No one can be the combination of who you are - what you say and do - or not. miss you Roan
You dragged my heart in the mud to not get dirty. I picked up the pieces of my heart myself and wore them like a necklace, saying that everything was fine. I took a piece of heart and planted it in my veins. When I woke up, I was in a pool of blood.