Because I don’t know who I am without you.
Because I don’t know how to survive without reliving the trauma you gave me over and over.
PLEASE ANSWER MY MESSAGES.
Because life doesn’t feel real when I’m not by your side.
Nothing Feels Real
Nothing Feels Real Anymore.
Even when life is going well—
Even when I have the whole world going for me—
I need you like I need nicotine.
You’re the tumor that keeps recurring—
And I hate myself for needing you.