On the bathroom wall I wrote...
hiiipowerxo: “I’d rather argue with you than to be with someone else”. I took a piss and dismiss it like fuck it and I went and found somebody else. Fuck arguing or harvesting the feelings, I’d rather be by my fucking self. Till about 2am and I call back and I hang up and I start to blame myself. Somebody help.
i-saw-a-wildflower: I think soon I will come to hate you if I don’t let you go. Everyone I love I end up hating. Not because of them, but because of me. I just realize they fail me, lie to me, and don’t care. So I end up hating them because it is much better hating someone who doesn’t care than loving someone who doesn’t care. But I hate very few as much as I love very few. You can still feel...