What a fucked up feeling I have now. Having to live with all this love for someone who completely hates me, or even worse, someone who doesn’t give a fuck if I live or die. What a completely waste of life and energy, having to bury all this inside my darkened soul, leaving only guilt and remorse to endure. Everytime I think i’m gonna overcome this, leave you behind, you appear in any form possible. From a love letter written in the past, to a fucking piece of your hair still laying on my desk.