Pathetic...

Yeah, I know, but I can't stop...

I just want something to come and sweep me into a hurricane of emotion and action, so I can ignore the disgusting hole that I feel inside of me. I'm swelling up with this pressure, this force...

I feel so sad all the time. I want to sleep...

And I get it. You don't want to be friends anymore.

It's really hard for me to let you go, you know?
But I feel like I have to, because I can't just sit around hurting all the time.
You don't even talk to me, so this should be easy.
But just thinking of before, sitting in your room.
And thinking of the future, applying for everything and whatnot.
And thinking of now, and how hard this is.
I'm freaking stressing out.

Where did all that brightness go?

Please come back please please I need it now so much please...