I’ve genuinely contemplated packing it all in. Leaving Uni and coming home just for you but that probably wouldn’t be enough
I know I shouldn’t but I still have feelings for you and I just want to be with you asdshgdfgbhdfkgdfg fuck my life
You’re obviously not right for me. You send people dirty pictures less than two weeks after breaking up with me, having given no good reason to end it after more than 6 months, which were the happiest months of my life I might add. When I tell you I feel cheated on, you just say “why? we’re not together” and “yolo”. So why the fuck can’t I stop loving you?