I spend all my time at home; all I ever want to do is sleep. I don't go out with my friends, I don't feel like doing anything, I can't focus on anything because I'm so goddamn tired of fighting that I've given up and I hate myself for it. I miss him, I have missed him, and missing him has become this dull aching hole in my chest, this feeling that comes in waves and bowls me over and makes me shake. I see pictures of him that makes me cry and I think that I really fucked up and I wonder who I am and why I'm not doing absolutely everything I can to fix it.
Please don't let me go, I desperately need you. ♥
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