I’m writing my essay on cyber-bullying right now
and there was this article that said “anon hate hurts us because when we read it, we don’t hear the attacker’s voice, we hear our own”
and that’s a really good observation.
I want to sit outside at night with someone and play our favorite songs and hold hands and have a beer or two and look at fucking stars and just talk all night long about anything and everything
my ex texted me today “you can delete my number i don’t care anymore”
and i replied “who is this”