its back

that feeling. the feeling that nothing i do is good enough, that nothing will ever work, that i will never be able to make anyone happy. the feeling that every single thing i do is going to be completely and utterly wrong. and i hate it. i hate myself. but i have to stay strong for jessica. because if she knows how much im dying inside, she wont have anything left keeping her alive. i feel like i have to watch her every move. i hate being a snoop. i hate that i have to find out how much she wants to kill herself from her tumblr. why cant she talk to me? what did i do? why does it feel like she doesn't love me anymore?

so

so its been awhile, but i wanted to get something off my chest. i miss olivia. I honestly was in love with her. i see her in the halls and i wonder if she still thinks about me, like i think about her. she's still extremely beautiful god i fucked up.