yk things are getting rlly bad again when u end up w a fever from crying too much. idk what to do anymore, feel sm sadness and heaviness rn. this is the feeling i hate the most coz my heart can't carry this kind of weight. fuck u & i miss u but i hate u.
i still love u ofc, but i don't want this anymore. i have so many things i want to say to u, but hindi 'ko na gustong makausap ka. maybe this is really it hahaha the good bye that's meant to happen between us.
i used to cut my hair whenever i wanted a fresh start, as if removing inches could remove memories, as if shorter strands could lighten the weight on my shoulders. but now i'm letting it grow, letting time do it's thing, learning to carry the past without letting it define me <*