give love a second chance.

Thursday, November 6th.

i know that you think it's fake,
maybe fake's what i like.

oh November, how i missed you.

i only exist to fall,
habits like the ghost of God.

she makes everyday better.

everyone's looking for love, not realising it's not only romantic.

"when you've tasted sorrow, you know when it's coming. you can smell it in the air."

haha, you fucking fool.

хочется простого человеческого за ручки с тобой подержаться.

the saddest thing in life is wasted talent.

hickeys are overrated, give me a bullet wound.

lmao.

diet coke in one hand, my girl's hand in another. life's good.

can you tell me, what's my flavour?

chaos is order yet undeciphered.

lost meaning.

you're always going to leave, we can't deny it.

fucking i-statements. fucking justifications.

can make em happy, can't keep em happy.