I really don’t know how much more I can handle. I hate it when we have to hang up on the phone, I just want to be with you. I’m scared of saying good-bye a second time, I just want to be with you. I’m missing out on everything that’s important to the ones I love most, and I know it’s my own doing, but it still feels fucking shitty. and I still fucking miss you and I still fucking love you and I always wanna fucking be beside you.