Excerpts Of A Book I’ll Never Write

“How are you?”

“I’m starving and dying on the inside and I can barely look you in the eye because my anxiety is making me feel like you’re secretly judging me, also I’m probably gonna go home after this and cry myself to sleep because I hate myself so much, but yea I’m fine”

Anxious People assemble 🤝

also fuck negativity in any (human) forms!🥂

2am thoughts

The first person you think in the Morning, or last person you think of at night,

Is either the cause of your happiness or your pain

Sometimes both

A letter I’ll never send…

I love you. You are my best friend and I’ve never loved anyone like I love you. And each day I continue to fall more in love with you, the more I realize how you’re slowly pulling away. But it’s because you don’t love me the way I love you. Because I am not her. You don’t love me the way you loved her. You gave her the random “I love you” texts and the endless phone calls because you missed her voice. You posted her on Instagram and surprised her with flowers when you knew she was having a bad day. You weren’t hesitant to show your love and hold her when she needed it. I want that. You tell me you just never want to fall that hard for someone again because it was unhealthy, but I know it’s because I’m not her. I want the endless phone calls and random “I love you” texts. I want to be surprised with flowers and be held when I’m having a bad day. I want more than anything to be her. Because you are my him. You are the one I will never forget, you are the one that everyone else will be compared to. In my eyes, you are my everything. But in your eyes, I’m just temporary.

you hurt me, yes

But in staying you healed all the pain before it could get worse

Saving me from the worst of it.

thank you?

always being the friend of the beautiful girl getting hit on

“There are really no words, no eloquent way of saying: you’ve made me feel things I thought I’d never feel. I’m starting to think this is true love.”

—E. R.

“I am a cold love I kiss the way you like it but I never close my eyes when you put your hands around my waist I’ll tell you how much I need you when you’re too tired to remember how warm the words feel when they hit you I’ll wrap my arms around you at night but you’ll wake up alone in the morning call me cold hearted but I can’t wake up next to you and memorize your smile or the way your hand feels against my cheek when it’s only you, me, and the sunrise You’re fleeting and you know it Don’t fool yourself into believing we’re more than one snapshot in a set of millions I’m always going to leave you in the morning one day you’ll thank me for it”

— Commitment Issues (pt 3)