February 2012
All I wanted was for you to be happy. I thought it was me who did that. But it turns out that I don’t, and I can’t. I can’t force myself. I’m sorry that being with me didn’t make you happy.
Fuck you. I hate you.
This feels so surreal. I feel like everything is fine between us, and we’re okay. I feel like it wouldn’t be wrong to call you up right now. Too bad that’s not how it really is. At all.
Can I please stay in the clouds forever? Cause I really like it here.
