think about them so much that your stomach is endlessly filled with butterflies. to the point where you can't even focus on your homework. hell you don't even worry about dinner anymore because your so infatuated with your feelings. picture this. you guys are walking home from school. hand in hand. they look at your with their eyes. those damned eyes. those are what got you. they made you. they completed you. you are nothing without them.
keep that in mind.
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how to kill yourself mentally
Poetrydon't take me seriously inspired by the one and only @foreverlostn [trigger warning]
