it didnt get easier, and this birthday is going to suck. i miss you.

i love how only like 11 people truely know me, they know when i say ‘not too bad’ it means im terrible, how when im quiet im over thinking, how when i say im tired that i mean i want to be alone. 

being there for what feels like everyone tonight, and they all think i’m fine when tbh i’m worse than them.

Watching Scott Pilgrim Vs. The world