To move. It's the same thing I wanted for at least the past year straight. For a lot of years before that and will continue to want until the day I do.
I'm at the point where if I don't move at this point I'm going to annoying cry until you kick me out, I'm going to kms, and my friend questioned how I haven killed you yet.... While I'd probably get away with it considering I have YEARS of posts of me crying about you, I'd rather not find out.
This "relationship" we have, is toxic as fuck. Youre toxic as hell. And I want the fuck out. I want out I want out I want out I want out I want out I want out I want out I want out I want out I want out I want out