I guess… I don’t even know.
I hope not. This is like the only place I can talk to you. And even this is risky. Just.. don’t give up on me. Please. I’m an asshole. I know. Things may never be right again. But just know I will be back. I’ve cried, gotta pissed, depressed, everything since then. Why? Because i’m a fgt. No, but legit. I miss you. I fucked up. Again. But whenever I find an open window to talk to you, I’m going to take it. Whether you care to talk back or not.
Never judge a book by its cover
i scrolled past this and scrolled back up, had too