If I’m hurting you by living my life, for the love of god, be rid of me. Be rid of my text posts and my carelessness and my foolishness.
Put me in your past and leave me there. I don’t want to hurt anyone anymore than I have.
This little slut is sleeping and I am blogging and she put her damn arm around me.
You’re so cute I can’t stand it.
But seriously I’m blogging. You little shit.
It’s so fucking hard for me to grasp the idea that eight months out of the year I won’t have you by my side.
How do I do this?