sext: You curled your lip around my earring, muffled your breath hot against the soft skin on my neck, told me when I wanted to stop writing about things boys would say to me, and start writing about what they’d do to me, to give you a call.
“my best friend and my ex who I was in love with dated and now they’re dating again and I told her I was okay with it but now I’m realizing that I’m really really not and it hurts so much that she picked him over me twice.”
“I am so alone. I want to kill myself. No one talks to me at school, and I don’t have a single friend. I sit alone, I eat alone in my car, everyone treats me like in not there. If this gets any worse probably will.”