Mostly I miss having someone care about me.

    It’s been a year. 365 fucking days without you.. how the fuck did that even happen? I honestly hope you’re proud of me because I never thought I could last a single day without you. and here I am, 365 days and counting. I’ve never felt so heartbroken in my entire life. I mean, living with that type of pain has been the most difficult thing I’ve had to do, but I’m still here. I’m here and I love you so much and I am unbelievably lucky to have had an amazing mother like you. So thank you for all the love you’ve given me. I love you, you freaking weirdo. I hope I can continue to make you proud. stay gold, pony boy.