A seal helping a helpless turtle get back into the water
(Source: ray-moro, via fuckyeahinterspeciesfriendships)
I truly hate what has happened to us. I treasured (and I think I still do) our friendship a lot. But over the couple of my weeks you seemed to have just hurt me and then hurt me and then hurt me again. I have no patience for fakeness, drama etc. But when I have something, I treasure it. I don’t know if it’s just me being over-emotional/sensitive/jealous. I don’t know if it was one-sided all along or if I did something wrong on my part along the way. I hate that I seem to be the only one who’s affected by it while you seem totally fine. I think what I hate most is that I’m still so very hurt after all this time when I should be just getting over it and moving on.
I wish I had the ability to just fuck everything and tell everyone (the people who care at least) I’m fine. But I think I am just not that person.
A seal helping a helpless turtle get back into the water
(Source: ray-moro, via fuckyeahinterspeciesfriendships)