March 9

I was just at your house. And had a good time at your place this weekend. Fun drinking and hanging out. But I miss you so f***ing bad. I feel soulless. I f***ed everything up and it literally f***ing kills me. Seeing you is amazing. I feel so great around you but I go home and just think about how much of a f*** up I am.

I miss you already. I’m already just thinking about if I’ll see you again and hope it’s soon. Even though it still feels wrong seeing you, I know you’re trying to get over me and heal. But selfishly I just don’t want to let go.