I love when my boyfriend sets an alarm for midnight just to call and tell me he loves me more.
You know, I feel like I’ve experienced a lot of shit through my life. Not as much as some, but I think I can make good judgement for situations. So if anyone is ever in need of advice, I’m always here.
Last day of high school was today. I’ll never see the faces that have surrounded me the past 12 years everyday again. I know that I wasn’t fond of everyone or payed attention to a lot of them, but it’s going to be weird. Leaving high school is stepping out of the comfort zone. It’s time to grow up.
I’ve tried so hard to block out these feelings. To stop wanting to carve another terrible feeling into my skin. But it’s so relieving. I can’t explain why, but it’s the only thing that makes sense. It takes a really distracting conversation for me not to want to cut the pain away. I want to get these feelings out of my mind. I need to. But I’m afraid I’m going to give in.