that make me really want to change who I am. I’m sitting here in bed, just thinking. Thinking about all of the shit that I caused in my life and in other people’s lives. Thinking about how much I’ve lied in my life. Thinking about how much all that I really want in life is comfortability and Patrick.
I miss him so much. And he told me to never talk to him again. I don’t think I can do that. I’ve never felt more complete than when I was with him. And I treated him like scum. I deserve to not have him, I guess.
I deserve a lot worse.
I just miss him so fucking much.