amans puella

read the poems i wrote about him and then thanked god that he left me

It’s rather nice to have little to write about tbh 

For once. I think I’m not in love with you either. 

I’m not giving up on love, rather. I think I’ve decided it’s not all I’m made up of anymore. 

Everything absolutely hurts right now. 

Everything is too much right now 

There’s no way he could leave and come back and still want me. 

Happy birthday to meeeee :))))!

the world feels lonely rn.

i don’t want anyone to touch me ever again. i don’t want to be kissed. or hugged. i don’t want anyone to hold my hand. if i could, i would take off my skin and never have feel anyone touch me ever again.