This is so cringy. but who cares. !!VENT BELOW!! Nothings new. I fucking miss him. I hate that i do. Its been 85 days since he's gone. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. "can i go now or are you gonna still be clingy." My stomach feels so empty. Theres that gut feeling. Like im not good enough for anything. I'm not good enough for anyone. I hate him. I hate him so much but I miss him. the memories we had. The jokes. How happy I got. God I can't even keep up. I'm tired. In all ways atp. I'm not able to feel anything but sorrow. I hate this. I miss who i was. I hate that I love him. I tried so hard to make it all better. he pushed me away. why did I try. Fuck it. Fuck this. i dont wanna make it to the morning. but I have to.