i finally came to the conclusion that this might be the end.
the end of everything.
of me.
of you.
of this.
ans what scares me the most is i dont know if i want to let go.
but i know you already have.
deep down i just want it to stop hurting.
my ******* mind is telling me to move on and is driving me insane and my ******* heart is telling me to hold on and is breaking apart.
i catch myself on my knees begging to a god i dont believe in to end it all because whats the point?
whats the ******* point?
i know im not gonna get better.
i either die or stay the same ****** up person i am.
in the end