driven by heartbreak so deep i can feel my heart beating like a thunderstorm in my chest. each hit in time with the lightning bolts you drove into my lungs

and you never intentionally do it, its irony because in life it’s just so simple not to fucking care, and thats the thing that will kill you anyway isnt it?

but who was i to demand your eyes anyway. i knew from the beginning i was fucked. i knew that it was futile but i still prayed for safe landings as i bitterly hoped. and like a bad movie i crashed from your atmosphere, on my face, like a fucking trainwreck.

may this pain drive me to something good. may i never have myself torn everytime this happens. and may you never be overly deserving of my attention again

fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you again

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