i miss the rain

a cigarette as a book mark

methinks

growing up is realizing that love is just a concept and it doesn't actually exist

Emotionally I think I really need it to be autumn

My loyalty to the past-my most dangerous trait, the one that has cost me most

August evenings are especially stricken with melancholy, as if the ghosts of all past summers came rushing to haunt my heart

I just cried while eating a bowl of cereal because everything is draining and I'm tired of begging for good things to happen

fleabag was right. so much love i have for everyone i lost, i don’t know what to do with it, i don’t know where to put it now

Being me can only mean feeling scared to breathe

Please don't expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.

Night was everywhere
and oh it was lonely,
wanting friends
and wanting a self

and tonight i'll ache with undefined longing for no reason at all