That was a thing.. back then
You can help and help and help and help, but don’t you dare and seek help once you need it, because no one is gonna be there. Not a single soul will ask you how you are or help you clean up the mess.
They might go to the movies with you or fuck you in your bed, but they won’t clean up the mess with you.
They will be there and make sure you are „fine“ and leave. That’s the point when it gets you, when it starts haunting you. The loneliness, the mess, all the past experiences and all the future ones. All the mess and all the blur. It gets you. You can run and run and run and run. It will get you.

Love, Hanna