No Cuz Like What The Fuck Is Wrong W Me, Why Am I Like This I Need To Know

death isnt enough. i need to never have existed

God I hate it here I can't even say my thought without someone twisting to the point I get mad and then I'm the one in the wrong I can't wait to gone

fighting the urge to say thank you for talking to me

typing out "I love you" and then immediately deleting it because you're scared it's too much

I want to memorize your likes, your dislikes, your schedule, your everything. I’ll take notes, write everything down on paper. I need to know everything about you.

....... you know who you are

dating apps suck.

who wants to start a tumblr mutual to lovers romance with me instead?

Omg it dose

I want us to become one, for our skin to melt together and hearts thumping against Each other, veins pumping shared blood as our arms are forever stuck holding onto the other in a loving embrace, faces pressed together cheek to cheek. All until we are one messy blob of flesh and blood forever united.

they will replace me so easily and never remember who i even was