it goes on and on and on and on

so lonely,
so pretty,
such a lack of diplomacy

you’re gonna have to come to terms with the fact that you will always mean less to me than I mean to you

you are a dime a dozen, don’t ever forget that.

my greatest fear has always been being replaceable to someone, quickly followed by the fear of someone being irreplaceable to me.

i can still hear the sound 

of you saying dont go

and it feels like i am just too close to love you

never let em see you sweat

you are so transparent. i’m not giving in

dont say a word, the last ones still stinging

“no one cares” and depending on the day i find that either depressing or freeing… regardless of whether it’s true or not

i am the puzzle you will never solve