Sometimes I see people with lots of freckles who aren’t redheads and it makes me uncomfortable.
when im lonely i start to miss you and i think about how i wish you were here but then i remember that i was lonely even when you were right next to me and i think that maybe its better to be lonely alone.
If you make it better when I’m sad and you listen to my stories and you kiss me in the middle of my sentences and you hold me and make me laugh when I’m mad at you ill listen to you ramble and ill take care of you when you’re sick and i wont get mad when youre mean and ill buy you presents and ill put lotion on your feet and ill love you more than anything.
I’m scared and hurt and hopeful but pessimistic and sad and tired and I just sort of need you to be around for me.
Goddamn it. I miss you. I’m trying not to. I’m trying not to get my hopes up again. But I really miss you.
Got a journal today. I have no idea why I never started one before. They listen and don’t interrupt and don’t judge and they never try to make their problems seem worse than yours. And that’s perfect.