11/4/24

If i died tomorrow, would it matter? Would you care? Sorry, I'm sorry, so very fucking sorry that I can't stop thinking what if do without you. What would I do? I dont know. Die is what I'd do. Scared. Scared to say anything, scared to be weak. Crying, crying every night. Always alone. Scared to say i don't want to be alone. Before I was fine, the loneliness was the one fried I had. Now I don't know what to do. Whenever I can see you and don't, alone is what I am. Am I laughing? Yes. I like to pretend. Pretend I don't need anyone. Pretend I don't care. Do you?

-BoyScouts