I hate being sad
I've always liked long bus rides home because they give me time to be alone with my thoughts and just think but long usually meant an hour? This time coming back home I was on a 6hour ride and I think I drowned in my thoughts I'm not even kidding haha I just stared out of the window and pondered. To make things all the more dramatic, it started raining and I was listening to TMH so......... yeah. I really hate over thinking but I couldn't help it. All the What Ifs and If Onlys started coming in and I felt.......... swamped. And exhausted.
I wanna be super happy again :(
Why did you have to make me regret ever meeting you
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