My favourite thing is when someone says, “I think about you a lot,” or “I had a dream about you,” or “I was just about to text you,” or something because the fact that I occur to someone when I’m not talking to them or anything is the best thing.
Do things by yourself and go out alone and look at flowers u don’t need to always rely on someone because u are ur own person and I believe in u
March 11th, 2013-
I keep telling myself that a year from now, I will no longer think of you instead of sleeping and I’ll be able to listen to our favorite band without feeling like I’ve been stabbed in the chest. A year from now, I won’t miss you. A year from now, it won’t hurt anymore.
June 1st, 2013-
I haven’t taken off your sweatshirt in a week. My mom keeps telling me I should wash it, but it still smells like you and it’s all I have left.
July 17th, 2013-
I’ve found a new love for vodka because someone told me it would help me forget you. I haven’t been sober in a while, and I still call you every night just to listen to your voicemail.
September 9th, 2013-
I saw you today for the first time since you left. You asked me how I’ve been. I didn’t know how to tell you that my throat closed up at the sight of you and my hands weren’t just shaking because of the cold.
November 3rd, 2013-
I burned your sweatshirt today. Maybe I should stop drinking.
December 19th, 2013-
You know how I tend to get worse in the winter. I’ve been taking pills to make me happier, but some nights I take too many and I can almost see you sitting on the floor with me and telling me I’ll be okay like you used to.
January 1st, 2014-
I kissed a boy at midnight and I don’t need you anymore.
January 18th, 2014-
He poured all the alcohol in the house down the drain and I stopped needing those pills. I think I might love him.
February 14th, 2014-
He brought me flowers and took me out to dinner. All I could think about was the time you ran to my house in the rain with my favorite movies on Blu-Ray; we ate cereal for dinner and your hand touched mine and that was the first time I’d ever felt okay.
March 11th, 2014-
I was wrong. I still miss you. It still hurts.” – (via pessimistiic)