De’ja vu.Trying to stop loving someone is the worst feeling ever. I thought that the second time won’t hurt as much as the first but I was wrong. I never imagined myself to go through with this pain again. I can’t sleep, eat, and stop myself from crying before falling asleep. If these are always going to be the outcome of every relationship I will have, I’d rather just be happy being alone. I don’t want to hope for nothing. I don’t want to expect someone to love me back. I don’t want to cry. I don’t want to feel this pressure in my heart anymore.
So I hadn’t yet come out to my mum and today I got home to see that someone had changed the cover on my bed to this
And then I saw that they left a note on the bed, so I went over to take a look at it and
My mum is the best
Whenever I see this I think well what if you weren’t gay and you came home one day to this