Why am I still here?
whiteowl187 asked: Blu! I Meeeese Yew!
I wonder if you remember that I was the one that loved you, homeless boy selling acid on the streets of Atlanta. I wonder if you remember how silly I looked when I was so in awe I couldn’t even tell you my name… I wonder if you remember the time I took you in and we made a home together. I wonder if you remember anything about me at all that said “I love you”
My heart is broken I feel sick I can’t sleep I can’t scream I feel so alone… I don’t know where to go from here. I see my world falling apart, piece by piece. I see my life falling apart, none of this makes any fucking sense.
It took me a very long time to realize I couldn’t truly love anyone else until I truly loved myself. And so I did, I loved myself in all the ways no one else could. Wholly and completely accepting of myself. And it seems the more I loved myself, the more others hated me for my freedom. But self love only goes so far. One cannot be fulfilled and happy all alone.
blu really wants to kick herself in the face FUUUUUUUUUUCK
and I’m plotting many things… most of which are terrible.