Handsomeboi has passed away at 4pm today, cuddled warmly in my hands. I felt his last breath of air as he faded from me. Thinking of that moment and those that we shared with A'fat. I'll miss you terribly and I'm sorry that I haven't been able to accompany you.
Always remember that I love you. A lot.
Had a big cry-out tonight. Hopefully this strengthens whatever I'll be going to face.
Sorry, but I don't really like to take fights lying down. I cry upright, I fight standing up.
Drop the topic (like it's hot) or put up a good fight. Other than that, I miss him more than ever. I wish I could call you mine again, but nah. I'm trying to move on, and I will.
Sidetracking from the monotony/ depressing post, I have seen a fuckingcuteguy (which I won't ever get) for a few days. He has been on my mind for days, so much to a deep degree that I thought I was obsessed. Well I had a few embarrassing moments (like always) and yeah, didn't
ask for his name. That's because I'm not good looking enough - thus the lack of confidence.
I bet he had a girlfriend already anyway.
Never mind.