August 31, 2025
It always comes down to this, the fucking hurt, the pain, the torment, the hate, the spiraling into not wanting to live because who would want a life full of pain? Love isn’t this. It can’t be. No matter how many times we say it, it just isn’t so. Love cannot be like this, it can’t be because I still want to see other people to feel other things, to be someone else, to not be so hurt all the time, you know-just for a while. I’m starting to see that our relationship will never heal, or be great because I can never forget the look on his face, so full of hate,
