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I’m sorry. I’m a terrible human being. I’m sorry I’m the shitty friend. I can’t sleep, I think too much. I’m jealous. I’m so jealous of her. She gets to cuddle with you, and be close to you. She gets to sleep in your arms. But this is what I wanted, right? I wanted you to be happy. And you are. And I hate myself for thinking “it’s a shame that it’s not me sleeping in your bed tonight”. But you’re happy with her. Happy in the way you would never be with me. Because all I am is trouble, and all I’ll do is hurt you again and again. I feel sorry that you even know me. I feel sorry that I exist. All I do is bother you, and I’m so so so sorry

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