00:08

It’s a brand new day. And you’re feeling better. And I’m not.
I’m still awake. Too low to fall asleep.
I’m exhausted with feeling like this. I’m sick of it.
You always used to say how strong I was and I feel like you have taken that strength away. Because there’s nothing left to be strong for anymore, when it comes to you and me.
I’m glad you’re in a better place. I don’t want you to punish yourself. And I’m sure you’re sleeping right now, which is fine. But I’m not.
You’re not the one I’m going to ring at this time of night anymore.
He is.


Stay With Me (Sam Smith Cover)
Ed Sheeran
BBC Radio 1's Live Lounge 2014

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You are not a burden.

You are not a bother.

You enhance the lives of others.

People smile, not groan, when you text them.

Your voice.

Your presence.

You, matter.

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It’s easy to love someone when they’re happy. What’s hard is loving someone when they’re crying on the bathroom floor at 2am because everything came crashing down at once.

Midnight thoughts (sometimes I’m a mess)

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I’m glad you don’t have Tumblr.

I know you don’t want to hurt me. And I know you think that distancing yourself slightly will prevent that. But you’re wrong.
I need you so much. Not just need you in my life or need you to be there for me. I physically need you around. You make me a better person. You make me so happy that I forget all the bad in my world and just fall into laughter whenever you’re near me.
I’ve daydreamed about you bringing me home to your family for the first time. About having dinner at your house like I’ve known you all for years. I’ve daydreamed about our wedding. About our kids. I’ve daydreamed that you preposed to me on graduation day in front of everyone. There was a large part of me that wished for that to happen. That held my breath when you went to go and get your diploma.
I should have run to you when I had the chance, and I know that I hurt you badly. That I will never be able to make it up to you. That’s why I still buy you fruit and nut yorkies. Because I want to remind you that the Sydney that used to do that for you when we were at school is still here.
I am in awe of your strength. At graduation, you said to me “You were the best thing that happened to me at this place.” After everything I did to you. The hurt I put you through. Having to listen to me cry down the phone for days on end. For looking past the fact that you could have had anyone you wanted. And yet you wanted me.
We had such an amazing time tonight and when we hugged in the train station, I just wanted to reach up and kiss you. You looked perfect. You ARE perfect. And I DID see that at the time. I think part of the reason that I chose the safe option before was because I thought I would spoil you. That I would ruin your perfectness. That my broken self would dim the shining light that pours out of you.
I feel like I’m always hurting about something. Someone that’s let me down or family. And even when you make me forget those things, I’m hurting that I can’t be yours. I’ve just said goodbye to you on the train after a perfect evening and I’m sat here hurting because you’ve gone. And now I have to remember the broken world I’m going back to.
That’s what you do to me. For me. So if you think distancing yourself is the right thing to do, think again. I love you. I need you.


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I can’t sleep anymore

I’m a worrier. I don’t think there’s been a night where I haven’t worried about something.
Even when I’m in love or I’m happy, I’m always worrying that I’ll lose it all.
I can’t sleep because I’m worrying about everything. That’s not even an understatement.
I’m worrying about
My money
That I’m not good enough
My weight
My family
My friends
My home life
That my friends will leave me
My sister’s situation
My lack of love life
My Mum’s breakup
My Dad’s drinking
My Dad’s anger
That my Dad hates me
That my Dad doesn’t want me here
How much my Dad shouts at me
How lonely I am
How no one has loved me enough to stay
My acting abilities
What I’m eating
How I look in the mirror
How broken I feel all the time
How violated I have recently felt
How everyone else seems to be okay but me
My new job
How I can’t eat anything without wanting to throw it up
What I did wrong
My guilt
My relationship with Conner
My love for Bourne
Conner’s Mum
My auditions
How I’m worthless to some people

I feel everything. And I’m so tired. But I can’t sleep.


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