dear the old me,
I miss you, you used to be so happy, excited about life and you used to always have a smile on your face. What happened? I’m still figuring out what the fuck went wrong and what made you this unhappy, now you’re never pleased, rarely smiling and just negative. Remember when you used to smile always no matter what. I really hope one day you’ll come back. I really want you back.
She read my mind.
