i think i’m going to be okay here. but
nobody from miami talks to me anymore. not even the best friends that i thought i didn’t lose.
facebook makes it hard. i have dream after dream of how they ripped me apart, how they utterly destroyed my sense of self, meanwhile they post pictures of themselves, all together and drinking in the sun, with various hashtags like #happy or #lovemiami
and i’m just sitting here remembering when i was a part of their lives, knowing that they aren’t think about how they used to be a part of mine.
i am really, really sick of having those dreams.