I sometimes wanna come back, but I've got no one now, and honestly I'm glad. I wouldn't dare lose my friends or boyfriend for some delusion of the past, and I'd rather stay firm by that and never let it happen again.
I didn't lie a single time, I loved all my friends, they were the only ones who'd make me laugh when I was considering suicide, and fighting was all that bought me back from feeling like a loser, because everyone praised me
I got out this subtwt with a lot of laughs and good memories, I fucked it all up by my own mental diseases that to these day still near though staying was still gonna damage me, considering I didn't connect with anyone anymore