that I chased a boy
who ripped me to shreds
says a lot more
than it did about him.
i’ve only gone and got fucking close to you again when i promised myself i wouldnt for my own good. but no i end up caring about you more than you’ll ever care about me.
i can see where this is going, slowly getting bored of talking to me. i guess it always starts out great then it all just stops.
i just need you because i really cannot lose you again ffs.
i guess its not the same as it was two months ago. its sad having dead end conversations ugh..
i really wish you didn’t mean so much to me, i can see how this is going. you’re already bored of me and don’t care.
i just need someone who genuinely cares about me the same as i do about them.