I poured my fucking heart to you and you reply...
Bitch, i hope you get hit by a bus so i can be like…”oh, lol”
I think one of the best feelings is when you...
They leave, you’re lost; you can’t figure out what to do anymore. You feel empty all the time. You always feel alone. Your mind is filled with nothing but thoughts of them. Then you find yourself slowly starting to think about them less and less each day, until one day you realize you’re better off without them and that you’ll be fine on your own.