Maybe now can we pretend. This isn’t the end.
Who’s cooler then me? I’m never going to sleep now.
It’s amazing how much it take for people to realize how much they’ve missed out on. It took you this long and a death to make you say hello to me. Bullshit.
You know when you find something out and you think you shoud be reacting a certain way towards this new information and it turns out maybe you really don’t care after all. Maybe I’m pushing myself to care because I’m broken and I wanna be fixed so bad. I want to feel the pain, cause it’s the only thing that makes me remember that it was real and it happened. But I just can’t seem to find out why I started caring in the first place, cause now I know I don’t. You have someone else now, and after everything, it doesn’t faze me.
You weren’t that good anyway. :/