Just like Schrödinger’s cat, our friendship is both alive and dead and I’m too much of a wimp to find out which is which. Is it so bad to pretend that things are normal, even if it’s not?
The thing is, sometimes the pull of sadness is too much to resist and I let myself be drowned in it.
All Alright, FUN
I’ve given everyone I know a good reason to go; but I came back with the belief that everyone I love is gonna leave me.
Asdfghjkl seriously what is wrong with me -_-
Trying to stop yourself because you know it’s wrong
Wishing it would be right, even if it’s impossible
Feeling terrible because you know it’s your fault in the first place.
Feeling sad because you know people won’t approve.