From the moment I met you I knew that it could only be heartache. Don’t get me wrong, I would love to be there for you, to laugh with you, to cry with you, to be that man, when we’re both old and gray, who you love and loves you, even if you can’t remember
Binge Eating Disorder, We have been together for about a year now. I have used you as an escape from stress, anger, and sadness. I have used you as a reason to fail. To self sabatoge. I have made myself sick thanks to you. I have hated my body, myself, and my lack of control.
I once called you the girl of my dreams. I once wrote you poems. I once thought it could be me and you. I know things happened and we never had the chance. You had him and I had her. But I hope you let me take you to lunch sometime so we can catch
We’ve been together for 2 years. I feel that I truly never loved you. I was at first with you cause I was mad. The one person I truly ever loved fucked me up. And you know that, and he was before you. I’m writing this to tell you I’m sorry. I’m sorry for faking
I dream about you. In my dreams you love me, not despise me and wish my soul was in with your kitchen garbage. You said you didn’t want me. So I moved on. But you did, didn’t you? If you had told me “Yes” then things would be different. I pity you so much. You
i’ll never forget the first day i saw you walk into class. i’ll never forget the first time you kissed me. you will always be my one true someone. and i really believe everything we always said would happen still will. i love you. i’ll always love you. through all of our mistakes i have