“I find my self never wanting anyone to know how I am feeling, but at the exact same time its all I want them to know. To know I feel like dying half the time or I feel like i’m so hollow inside I could break.”
Here’s to a new beginning! No more tears, no more sadness, no more looking back. From this point on, I’m just going to move forward.
I’m honestly so jealous of those couples who have their lives put together and can still love each other like that. How did we end up like this in the first place..
This is seriously the end. It’s never got this fucking irritating. It’s never got this fucking bad. I’m so through with this relationship.
I fucking hate it when you’re in such a fantastically giddy mood and then you see one simple little thing that makes you think, “oh” and then you just get this empty feeling in your chest and you get nauseous and the world just crumbles and you want to just lay under a blanket and close your eyes and fall asleep and never wake up.