it's been a scary couple of days, and materializing feelings onto html does nothing but make me feel queasy
in the time that ive been writing this, we actually hit 666 days on the xyz relationship counter. me being the (sensitive) individual i am, will be taking that as a good sign
maybe the guilt of dragging you along for my teenage angst weighs heavier now that ive realised it
maybe listening to clario and thinking about what would have happened if you werent there isint a productive use of my day
but whatever, forcing my hand to write you something youve already heard a thousand times over is lame
yes i did write this and hold back tears multiple times