“My life was never just one story; it was many stories. To some, a villain. I hurt people in ways I can never make up for. To others, I’m a hero. They see my strength, my ability to do the hard things even when I thought I couldn’t.”
I wish other people mattered you know. I wish I met someone and my heart was like, I told you! I told you that you could do it again! But in all fucking honesty it was u and it’s still u and there’s no one else. You have my heart and it fucking kills me because I never even made it into ur bloodstream. And it doesn’t matter, none of it matters honestly because everyday when I wake up or when I go to bed, you’re still the thought that puts my heart to rest.