Emotions are supposed to be raw, ugly, brutal…you don’t want someone to ‘sorta’ love you. You want that love to be a bursting flame, not a candle.
I’m not there for one of the most important people in my life and I fucking hate myself, I’m just disgusted in myself, I’m not the person who leaves someone when they need me, I never thought I’d be that person and that’s what I am being and it’s disgusting I’m sorry I just idk
I am a fucking sick, disgusting, disgraceful, mess, pathetic, self centred, selfish fucking cunt on the planet and I deserve to die.
I want to fall to sleep with you,
and I could care less
whether it is in
layers upon layers
or only our skin–
all I really want is to wake up
where I end and you begin.