I’m just trying to keep my mind off of it. Every time I think about it, I’m forced to deal with the way it makes me feel. I feel like distractions & making my brain numb are my best friends. I hate the way we ended things last time we spoke, I wish I could feel the way you want me to. I’m sorry I’m so fragile when I’m supposed to be strong for the both of us. You don’t want to talk to me right now but I’m just hoping this catches your eye & you care enough to give it a read, please please call me, text me, do something to let me know you haven’t given up on me. I can’t lose you like this. I love you, Camdon Paige Steinkoenig
Alcohol ruined our relationship, I just don’t want it to ruin your life.
I can never just get up in the morning, it ends up becoming a waiting game that has me hoping you’ll text or call or whatever & tell me that this was all a dream & you want to be with me again. You don’t so I sit here for hours, waiting, dreading starting another day.
It’s fucked how I use weed to help me ignore about 99.99% of my problems.
I can’t do this anymore. I want to throw myself into oncoming traffic.