I remember the smell of cigarettes that followed you all the time, the beer always in hand, and how you’d make me take a sip every time when i was thirsty. The laugh at my disgusted expression when i’d do it, and yet i can’t remember your face now.
I remember sleeping in your arms and feeling your hand caressing my hair, your attempts to make me laugh, and how, even though I used to be so afraid of everything around me back then, I’d feel so safe in your arms anyway
the man that was supposed to love me unconditionally doesn’t even remember my existence, and i still miss the memory of him
but i am really done doing that, if all im gonna get back is how you miss other people and how there was always someone that was better than me
You’re bored with me, but i give you all the attention you wanted from them so that’s the only thing keeping you with me
If she’s so awesome and amazing go and reach for her again, bet she’ll do all the things you ask for that i couldn’t do for you
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“no one is coming to save you”
don’t u think i know. i’m the kid they never had to worry about.














