it’s the first day of 2021 and i’m already crying. damn it.

currently laying in bed,
thinking bout you.

even if I spent the whole day with you, I will miss you the second you leave.

go to sleep, no one cares that u r sad.

zoom : your connection is unstable
me : you should see my mental health

my mama don't like you and she like deleted account.

i'm not mad that you dont want me, i'm mad that sometimes you act like you do, and you take adventage of that soft spot i have because you know that in the end, i'm always gonna run back to you.

dear 2020, thank you for all the lessons.

i just wish you'd cut me off so i could get over you because of the fact that whatever you do, i'll always be running back to you and it hurts.

you made me feel something i haven't felt before, and it's my fault for staying, wishing you'd make me feel more.

never thought your existence would mean alot to me.

yes, i’m thinking about you right now.

all i do is overthink and listen to music.

stop imagining scenarios that never gonna happen, get some sleep.

i'm getting lazier day by day, help.

me : "im sad, useless and depressed"
the skin on my wrist : "but you didn't have to cut me off.."

someone's loyalty depends on how we treat it.

be clingy with me, i love that shit.

please, tell me why
i can't stop thinking
about our memories?
you're gone now,
why am i still stuck here?

dear deleted account, please come back.

roleplayer is my online diary.