I was stupid enough to open tumblr during my lecture.
Literally the first thing that showed up on my dash was some girl getting vigorously fucked in the ass.
I should know better. This was my own fault.
And so you get up in the morning and go to work or school, and really, it’s just like any other day except for the heavy feeling in your stomach and the bags under your eyes. It makes you wonder when you’ll stop feeling so sad.
I just want to get really drunk and not think about how much I miss you