
Thank you. It means a lot.

Thank you. It means a lot.
So it took my crush a month of college to get a girlfriend in his hometown, away from me. It’s been seven months today since he left. Seven months and not a day has passed without thinking of him. I may be smiling and putting on make up every fucking time I have to be in public, but my mask can’t hide it from myself. I’m broken inside, I can’t trust anyone, a very special person recently told me he’d tried blow and I just can’t take it anymore. It’s too much and everything is collapsing around me. I’ve tried to keep myself busy with more school work, more reading, but nothing can keep him off my mind for too long. Just sex with my main buddy. And sleep. At least he doesn’t haunt my dreams anymore.