sometimes i realize there are so many things i won’t remember in 50 years like the way the sky looked this morning and all the dogs i saw today and my mom’s voice and i get so sad i never want to forget
tbh why are you still messaging me? I quit speaking to you bc every time I tried you just saw it as another opportunity to break another piece of my trust. I hope you find someone that can fix you one day, because I’ve given up. you live your life and do what you do, but don’t you ever think for one second that I will ever want to be a part of it again, because I’m so done with you.
that must suck bc I don’t miss you at all. you can’t constantly fuck me over and expect me to take you back, sorry for your bad luck.
sorry, I’m kind of tied down at the moment