BVB is my life.
You don’t realize how alone you are until you’re staying up every night thinking about things you should never think of and you cant tell anybody because you have nobody to tell.
Never again will I trust someone with my heart again. Now Im pretty much homeless and struggling so badly. I tried jumping in front of a car this evening but they braked. Fuck. Damn I hate this.
Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.