i’m forever jealous of people who are not sensitive, who don’t take things seriously, who don’t panic, who know how to ignore, who don’t waste their time in overthinking, who don’t have attachment issues, these people are the most blessed ones whom i always envy
i think it’s especially hard cuz we are all grieving the person he was and we knew him to be growing up despite knowing he wasn’t that person anymore and that’s what’s making this so much more complicated
one direction really saved me during my teenage years and shaped me into who i am, i can’t wrap my head around the fact that one is them is gone so young, it’s such a scary reminder of how life is so short