If you had started doing anything two weeks ago, by today you would have been two weeks better at it.
The amount of stress I’m dealing with is unreal. I’ve never felt this way before and I’m terrified. I just want this to end. I hate this. I’m breaking to a point where I’ll never be fixed again. I’m not strong enough anymore.
Come sleep with me: We won’t make Love,Love will make us.
I’ve always viewed suicide as a weak man’s way out, but now I view it as peaceful and inviting.
i would appreciate it if you would run your hands down my sides and up my shirt while you kiss me against a wall, and kiss and bite my neck while i pull you in closer kay thanks bye