So now you're telling me to get back to the person who ruined my life??

I'm sorry, but I don't want to screw him over. I don't love him, and I'm not going to pretend I do, because honestly, that would hurt him even more.

You say you "love me". If I took off my fake smile, the bracelets and told you everything, would you still love me?

No, don't say you can help me. You can't. I know better. <|3

She didn't love you anyway.

I broke a heart today. Mine.

I told you so.

I wish you cared.
I wish he was you.
I wish my wrist wasn't bleeding.
I wish I was okay.
For now, all I can do is wish.

I hope I'm there to laugh at you when she breaks your heart.

Missing you has no sound. Actually, it's too painfully quiet, and this silence is even louder than any scream.