extrasad: I bite my lip when I miss you and lately my mouth has been so full of blood I can barely speak. I’m not even sure if it’s my own blood. My mother is worried. Jesus christ, I’m worried. You say you lost feelings but I lost my fucking mind
extrasad: I bite my lip when I miss you and lately my mouth has been so full of blood I can barely speak. I’m not even sure if it’s my own blood. My mother is worried. Jesus christ, I’m worried. You say you lost feelings but I lost my fucking mind
