does anyone else feel physically ill when they’re being ignored? like the anticipation of “will they, won’t they” message you first makes you jittery and nauseous until you can’t see straight or think properly or eat or sleep or do anything because you’re just totally consumed by the unbearable pain of rejection
one day I will meet a person who won’t find my mind a little too heavy. who won’t tell me to stop thinking and overthinking. someone who understands that loving people so much is who I am. someone that won’t call me a handful. someone who is ready to love with all they have too. someone who wants to take on this world with me by their side. that will be a happy day.