To myself, I need you to hold on. I need you to fight these thoughts in your head. Ik ur losing urself again. Ik ur falling back into that hole you fought so hard to get out of. But I need you to be strong. And Ik that leaving seems like more of an option everyday but it’s not. And Ik everybody says it gets better but in reality it just gets worse everyday, I mean yeah sometimes it gets better but it always comes back worse than before. And let him go, yes him. That boy that you fell in love with. That boy that consumes you. Baby your so much more than that. He was just a chapter in your story and your just dragging it out. He never loved you anyways, to him I were just another body. Oh how I hate this generation. Let him go savanna. It will be okay.