i am so full of love and yet i am hesitant to give it, because every time i’ve given it away i’ve been hurt. all i want is to be close to people again. i want to belong. i feel like the guy standing in the corner of the party that they were invited to, but nobody pays attention to, and they just want to go home
i miss just having people to talk to during the day. or just talk to in general about the things i’m passionate about. people who i can make characters with and roleplay with and make stories with.
instead i’m pretty much all by myself and it sucks. it sucks really bad.
if you’re reading this, i’m sorry. you probably know who you are, maybe. i wish things had gone differently. i miss you and i think you left a hole in my chest that i don’t think will ever heal
I hate remembering moments from high school before covid. They feel so naive like. We were talking about moving to Sweeden and being neighbors and living in peace for the rest of our days