Drip. Drip. Water is falling repeatedly from the bathroom sink. I'm laying on the wood flooring of my house in the dark. I tend to find myself here a lot. What am I doing? No idea. It's been five years since I had even considered releasing new music. I don't like the attention I receive. All of my social medias I abandoned. Except for Instagram, I upload every once in a while. The comments tear me apart on the inside. Every comment is about me coming back to Panic! Or Brendon and I. Brendon. God I miss him. I still check his social medias more often than I should. He's so happy. I know he has forgotten about me for sure. How could he forget me as easily as he did? We were so close. We made TWO albums together for crying out loud. Did he forget that I was the one to start the band he's still in?? Could he really just forget everything we had? I guess so. I'm so pathetic and heart broken. I can't keep a single relationship with anyone because I know deep down it was and always will be him. Brendon Urie.
Hello I suck at writing but I do it often, this is a test run and also random thoughts I have. I like to write about things happening around me and as weird as it is, it works. Love uuuuu -grace
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Why? // Ryden
FanfictionWhy can't I move on from the past? It hurts. Everything hurts and it's all because of one thing. One person. Brendon Urie.
