I had a dream that my boyfriend didn’t want to talk to me at all. After I woke up, I felt anxious and restless and lonely for the whole morning (as I’ve felt for long now, all because of the distance). I kept thinking that he probably doesn’t even miss me back as much as I miss him and that I’m just being a nuisance for crying over the temporary distance and the slight lack of communication. You know, the train of thought that always ends up having me wonder if I’m even worth missing, etc etc.
Then I suddenly remembered that he just told me he’d sue me if I broke up with him.
<3
1:51 am and I’m here, awake, having these awful, scary thoughts. I’m thinking about things that are theoretically possible, but it would make absolutely no sense if they actually happened. But they’re possible.
Breathe.
Close your eyes. Breathe.
Open them up again. Breathe.
Believe in this lie - make it become the truth.
Breathe.
I said this out loud last night.
I want to believe my love is enough.
…
Love. Whoa.
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Sorry for not making sense, I’m just so tired and confused.
Tomorrow.
(via so-relatable)
(via happy-mario)
Srsly, I gotta stop whining, I’d hate to be around someone like me.
Yeah yeah I’m pathetic and boring and unoriginal and lame and IT’S BEEN ONLY ONE DAY, FOR GOD’S SAKE.
