everyone, every single one of my friends are late for my my birthday brunch. two said they would try getting there within an hour. I feel so loved.
and it’s spilling all over. i hate my life, the confusion and the fear of what’ll happen next.
i can’t wait to use this math formula in real life
he spends time with her over summer, again, and realizes i’m not what he wants. what if i do the same. what are we going to do.
what if. what will i do then. please don’t.
why do I perpetually push away the men who love me?
I miss you today too.
