listening to sharon van etten and just crying
what the fuck happened to me
always when i’m at work or anything like that, but i’ll be honest if it’s in the middle of the night i usually don’t cus i’m sleepy.
It is still amazing to me that you can go meet someone’s mother and see their hometown and have a wonderful time and then not hear from them at all for the next month. Like, what on earth is that all about? I get the message, I guess, it just doesn’t make any sense to me. Why bother seeing me if you weren’t interested in even trying anymore?
I wish I didn’t miss you but I do and it hurts.