ilovephan

eleven days ago i thought of you, so i kissed totoro's head ten days ago i forgot your smell and slept in your bed nine days ago i wanted to hear your voice, and listened to your voice mail eight days ago i needed your kind words and read our last email seven days ago i accidentally poured two bowls of cereal and smashed the second bowl six days ago i laughed at our memories and it warmed up my soul five days ago i cried over you so i looked at our photos four days ago i used your odd socks to warm up my toes three days ago i reached for your hand and screamed out your name two days ago i slit my wrists to drown out all the pain yes

phil looked around his room, the blades covered in blood on the floor, the mirror that taunted him to take a quick glance so that he would have more reasons to hate himself, according to his viewers he was a perfect baby cupcake, but lately he didn’t feel at all attractive, he hated his nose, his body, his hair and himself, his viewers knew him well and his videos were lacking lately, they all sensed depression or anxiety, but Dan reassured them all, saying things like “he’s fine guys, don’t be silly, Phil was just tired during that video, is all”, Dan was even more naïve than he thought Phil’s fans were. P

dan walked into sams small house, he looked around at all the small plush toys and clothes all over the floor, "sorry about the mess" sam murmured under her breath, "its fine" dan lied, obviously his ocd side was coming out a bit, "i have a spare room that you can put your stuff in, down the hall to the left" sam said gesturing her hand to the hall, dan nodded as he slowly walked down the hall and found the room, it was clean, not spotless, but it was better than the living room, 'you're not staying in a hotel dan' he thought to himself, 'you're lucky shes even letting you stay here'. "would you like something to drink?" sam asked poking the