Definitely just ran two miles. Not sure how, but I’m proud.
and so what if I cut myself?
You don’t care. If you did, you wouldn’t ditch me and then fucking shotgun her right in front of me. I know I don’t technically have claim over you, but you know how I feel. And I just want to die. Fuck.
you should be able to tell that I like you by now…
bryanbryanbryanbryanbryanbryanbryanbryanbryanbryanbryanbryanbryan
Again. Low key.
Kissed me on the cheek today. Made me feel good.
7 days without cutting.
Definitely catching feelings for this guy. HE’S JUST THE BEST AND HE MAKES IT SO HARRDDDD.
The other night when I was trying to fall asleep, I started thinking about cutting myself. I didn’t do it, though. I just thought that I would end up hitting a vein/artery and I would have to try to stop the bleeding and then I’d have to ask Mahtaab and Pete to call the ambulance. And right before I passed out, I asked Mahtaab not to tell Bryan and Matt.
The cuts from last week are healing. They’ll be gone soon, too, and well just be scars.