Life is so weird if you think about it. You regret something that you done in the past and when you get another chance to do that thing, you do the same thing and regret it again. That’s what keeps happening with me. I keep getting obsessed with people even tho I know that they will never be obsessed with. It happened again. Why the fuck do I keep repeating myself? I guess i’ll never fucking learn anything.
I find myself obsessing over a different part of Jaymz's body every week or so now. It's so fucking frustrating. It's been hands, then neck, then thighs... now it's arm fetish time. I hate him so muuuuuuch
i’m trying not to miss you, but then everything i do is still about you even when it’s not about you. i told myself that the toothpaste only reminds me of you until i get a new flavor. i held myself underwater. even showers have you hidden in them. i think of how your music sounded through my bathroom door while you sang along, how it felt on those lazy days we did nothing but barely get dressed and watch movies. we ate a lot of ramen but it felt like we were professional chefs. everything is better when it’s full of laughter. i’m telling myself i’ll get that back. i’m telling myself to stop obsessing. i tell myself to buy new toothpaste. i somehow never seem to remember.