this is Kyle, you probably don’t care, but i have known him my whole life, and probably wouldn’t know what to do without him. he knows exactly what to say, and when to say it. somedays he’ll just randomly write me a poem, or give me a balloon, or something completely ridiculous and random. sometimes, we fight, and scream, and yell, and even say things we didn’t mean, but i never went to lose him. he’s just about the sweetest, and most protective guy i have ever met. yes, maybe, 16&17 is too young to know what love is, and in the end i may have my heart broken, and go back to watching sappy love movies with my puppy, but hey it’ll be worth it. Kyle, you’re worth it, and you don’t know it yet, but i’m in love with you. thanks for everything.
Don’t eat, you’re gonna get fatter. Don’t talk, you’re making yourself look fucking stupid. Don’t laugh, it’s annoying as fuck. Don’t try making a connection with him, you’re becoming more pathetic with each attempt. Don’t hold on, you’re going to fucking let go sooner or later anyways. Don’t expect someone to make an effort with you, you’re just gonna let yourself down again. Don’t try, whats the fucking point? Don’t cry, you’re fucking weak. Don’t feel anything anymore, numbness is all you fucking know now. Don’t hope for freedom, these chains are never going to be cut loose. Ever. Don’t even breathe; it’s fucking pointless.
