july 19

i wonder what you would do. i wonder if i couldve protected you the way i can protect dear sir. in the backseat strapped in safe. checking in on you. cleaning up your vomit and telling you it’s ok. everyone vomits. and i still love you.

the most surreal thing is literally losing all my close friends through this. i talk to new people and i feel so far away from them. i feel no connection whatsoever. mistrust is the only vibe. what’s wrong with me.