  i don't know why it stopped. or how it ended. or why we became what we became. i wish i did though, i really wish we tried again.
i wish we got ourselvews together in time to save us. but last night you left, last night you hurt me again like countless other times before, and i don't wonder if my disconnection this time will really last at all because maybe i'm just tired of thinking.
maybe i'm just tired. i'm really tired and sometimes i really wish god will just stop and let me off this world a while. sometimes it's hard and there's so much damn pressure. i don't exactly know how i feel about me right now. i feel ugly. i am disgusted. disgusting. revolfuckingting. small. i feel really small. and insignificant. and stupid. and everything you said frokm before. i feel pointless. am i pointless? 
