i feel so stupid i get sad over the dumbest **** but ******* it i wish i didn't have to feel like some kind of ***** secret i want to know why what other people say matters so much i want to know you're proud of me i want to feel important to you i'm so tired of feeling like i have to hide for you to like me
it's almost 4am now and i keep having small flashbacks to the first time we hung out and how you kept saying you were sorry for where we ended up but i didn't care i was just happy you were around i've never wanted someone to stay so terribly my entire life and that day still makes me smile
it's late at night it's the middle of the day it's early in the morning it's all evening it's every time i'm alone it's when i try to hangout with other people it's when you're busy i miss you