May 2012
this last week has been a mixture of fucking hell and happy realization, and i’m left feeling completely empty.. it’s sickening, really.
i wanna say something but i know it’d be wrong. i can’t drag anyone into my life of chaos and crazy shit.
i’m so fucking stupid. i continuously go back to the one person who hurts me more than anyone else.
“he and i were the kind of bad dreams worth having, unforgettable with the kind of desire to find out how it would have ended if we hadn’t woken up when we did. i’m not saying i’m still in love with him, i just don’t believe i’d be able to stop myself if i found him all over again.”
