Not to vent but: fuck
This is the part where I fall through and I stop fighting for you. I’ll stop fighting generally for a while, enjoy the calm bliss of nothingness in your absence. I’ll become a ghost. But unlike most, you’ll know where to find me. But I will not come for you.
I’ll never regret someone that I had an amazing time and experience with. Even if we fall off. You made my life special at a certain time. We grew together, even if we grew apart. Thank you
the-sad-boy
