you’re not profound or an absolute intellectual or a deep thinking. you fancy yourself a wilde or byron type but youre just cruel & the creator of your own demise. i hope all your journals & stories burn & no one remembers a word youve ever said or wrote. i hope you become as ordinary & uninteresting as you liked imply i was & never move away from the place you always wanted to leave so bad

What was the point of everything you did?

I still remember how much you loved thai tea

Always and forever

i wanna be u so bad it makes me sad to hear the way u talk about urself. ur so gorgeous