Antisocial butterfly. 20.
There is no room for forgiveness in my heart. I save what little is left for the people that matter most. If you don’t matter you don’t get to fuck up.
I haven’t seen my boyfriend since December. I feel like I’m slowly losing him. It’s torture. If it’s going to end I need it to end quickly. I can’t bear to have it dragged on for months.
It’s understandable, I do it to myself all the time.