I can’t remember the last time I cried this much

no matter what I do lately, I am ALWAYS wrong. fucking sucks. it sucks more that there’s no one I can talk to about it. so many things are wrong right now and nobody even knows.

breakdown #2

this is the kind of day that I can’t sleep because all I’m doing is thinking about you.

does he watch your favorite movies, does he hold you when you cry, does he let you tell him all your favorite parts when you’ve seen it a million times? does he sing to all your music while you dance to purple rain? does he do all these things, like I used to? I know love. happens all the time, love. you’re on my mind love, that happens all the time love. will he love you like I loved you will he tell you everyday? will he make you feel like you’re invincible with every word he’ll say? can you promise me if this one’s right, don’t throw it all away. will you do all these things, like we used to?