One day I will think of you and not feel the urge to call you up and tell you I miss you, I will not pinch my arms and clench my fists in a moment of self control. Because the person I think of/dream of is not real, that everything I remember you doing for me to me is unreal and I have to forget it because remembering and holding on are not good for me.
One day I will stop depending on you, on anyone, because you are slowly leaving me and I will learn to deal.
Headache now, haven't studied in the whole day harhar what's new right. I will get through this, I just need (ah fuck) someone to help me make sense of... Now.
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