i’m the problem. i dont know what to do. i should just never talk during this time of the month, then i would never mess things up. i should just never talk in general. i hate myself. i’m sorry for saying stupid things, i make alot of mistakes. you may think its you that can never do anything right, but its always me and never you. you do everything right. you’re perfect and im not. i say and do stupid things that i regret more than ever, im so so sorry for putting you through all my bullshit, you deserve better than me. im so so sorry, i want to be everything for you and more but i keep letting you down, i want everything to be okay. i want you to know that i am so sorry, more sorry than you could imagine. i wish i could take all the stupid things i’ve done back. i wish i could do things right. im such a fuck up.

nothing feels right when im not with you.