This my kingdom, come.

As usual, thought of P again.

I never thought I'd feel this horrible when I said I was ready t let go. I didn't expect th worst. I thought if I had a lot of things in my life, I wouldn't think of P. But at th end of th day, I still find myself going back t think about P.

I break down v easily when P's on my mind. Thought of all th good times we had and I miss him so fucking bad.

I want t cry in tears whenever I think of th good times, not th negative I miss you I'm going t die without you kind like pain, hurt..all th negative shits.

I've come t realise that I can't forget him, but to adapt to his absence. Still trying hard at it...hopefully someday I'm going t have that positive mindset like how JL has it.