5:00 p.m. (Please don’t ever think of me as a mistake)
"Perhaps we’ll meet again when we’re better for each other."
"I become attached to people I shouldn’t. I distance myself from the people who matter. I am bad with people. I am good at being alone. But I hate being lonely."
"I’m still hoping it’s you and me in the end."
"She’s like nicotine
when I don’t talk to her
I crave her more and more
the urge is so strong
I want to smoke her like a cigarette"