stop

you’ve screwed me over. i’ve screwed you over. we’ve screwed each other. honey, notice how i don’t hook up anymore, notice how i have no interest in any other guys? notice how the more i spend time with you the more happy i am. notice that you change my fucking world from shades to colors. notice that i need you. stop trying to block everyone out with narcotics and money. stop trying to say that everything is great. i know enough about you that not everything is one hundred percent fine. no one ever is, we are all hurting and i only want to help. stop hiding. ‘pleasey’ just stop hiding.