Sometimes I still see your face when I’m walking through the halls to my next class.
Sometimes I forget that you’re gone.
It’s just so hard to comprehend that you’re dead.
I wish I knew why you killed yourself.
I love you. I always will.
I’m so sorry that I wasn’t enough.
I failed.
You’ve saved me so many times.
and I couldn’t even save you from yourself.
to a girl who is not in love with anyone or anything except rivers and mountains,
…
— from a boy who is neither a river nor a mountain
FUCK YOU.
FUCK THIS.
FUCK STRINGING ME ALONG.
FUCK YOUR LIES.
FUCK YOUR MIND GAMES.
FUCK YOUR BULLSHIT.
FUCK YOUR JEALOUSY.
FUCK MY JEALOUSY.
FUCK MY FEELINGS.
FUCK FEELINGS FADING.
FUCK WAITING.
FUCK GIVING UP.
FUCK YOUR NERVES.
FUCK BEING SHY.
FUCK YOUR FRIENDS.
FUCK YOU.
s,
I couldn’t love you because I can’t stop thinking about him. I’m so sorry.
— a
Manhattan / Brown,
So, you know how there’s always that one person in your life that you never really get over, no matter how much time passes?
Yeah…
— Bluffs / Pierre.
Castle boy,
The love we never made still haunts me. I hope it’s still haunting you, too.
— Castle girl
you,
why are you the way you are? i’ve thought it over so many times and i can’t figure you out. it hurts. if you know, please tell me and help me to make sense of you.
— me
n,
every single cell in our body is replaced every seven years. and by my calculations that means by october 2015 the person i will be will have never even touched you.
distance has widened and new things have grown in place. nothing is really forgotten but at this point it’s fluid. it’s taken me this long to encourage myself to stop wishing for a return or a sincere apology, to let you go and hold the hand that’s here.
— k
