stressed, depressed & ratchet as fuck
chuck voted blair for prom queen 200 times and you can’t even text me back
Stop asking me to trust
you while I’m still coughing
up water from the last time
you let me drown.
i wasn’t always like this. but lately, everything i do, i do alone. i eat alone. i sleep alone, in a bed made for two. i wake up to no one. and no matter how hard i try to convince myself that i’m better off this way - i lay awake at night, my skin and bones shiver in solitude, and i can’t stop the fear creeping in that this will never change.
i need this to change.
i - i just need somebody."