I’ve never felt so close to just mentally breaking. I want to self destruct and not exist anymore.
I want him to go away forever and I wish he never existed. I can’t stop thinking of how he looks at me, and how he would rest his head on my chest and I’d run my fingers through his hair.
Why can’t I just be enough. Why. Everything was fucking perfect and then this. Then he does this. Then he cheats - again.
I can’t forgive him this time but I can’t let him go.
I wish every day that I could live in a fantasy world like that in The Mortal Instruments, and that I can find a love like Jace and Clary… I mean really. Is that so hard?
so sick and fucking tired of this shit.