much too tired of having the same old restless nights, hopes and
dreams all in vain.
i know for a fact that its too little to late, but im too scared
to just let go
ive known nothin else in my entire life, it‘s safe to say that i
miss everything.
but dwelling on this comforts me in a stupid fucked up way, and im
too scared to just let go.
harsh realization that im not
holding on to anything
holding on to myself
holding on to the person i used to be.