happy birthday to my girl


Happy Birthday to one of, if not my closest, friend.. Happy Birthday to the outgoing, cheery girl who took it upon herself to befriend a quiet and sad fifteen year old girl. To the first person to love me unconditionally, to the first person who taught me was it was like to truly love someone. To the person who always spoke up for me and listened to me even when everyone else talked over me, your eyes were always on me. To the person who ordered food for me when I was too scared and every other social thing I’ve had to do. Who loved me through the worst and best and who taught me why we whether through the hard times in life with someone, why we don’t give up. To the first person I ever met who I could truly not live without. To the person who has watch me grow into someone so much more. People like her appear once in a lifetime and I am lucky enough to have such a close bond with her. My life would not be the same without you, a large part of who I’ve become is because of you. My heart is always with you no matter where you are in the world, the rei to my usagi uwu Happy Birthday @allhailweegee, I love you <3 

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.