life really is just like. you meet people you love them and then you lose them and you never see them again. and it’s inevitable and it happens to everyone and there’s nothing you can do about it
It’s 3:50 am and I can’t sleep because I can’t get him off my mind. It’s pathetic. I miss him so much but the pain and sadness I constantly felt makes me feel so mad at myself for missing him. I wish he could’ve been the person to treat me right. To show me what love could be like after being hurt and used long before he came along. Why do I get hung up on guys that don’t care. My mind needs to stop.
