what you're lookin for has been here the whole time.

i told my mother i hate her, what kind of child does that?
it's worse because i truly believe that i might.

you were the one who was spending the night.

btw, happy one year. we've been fucking up eachother's lives for exectly that long now.

you were everything to me, but now you're nothing

We're not making this up so just write another letter. I'll be fine.