“oh i was born to live without you but im never gonna understand, never understand”
“keep your old and wasted words, my heart...
Is there anything else Is there anything more for me? Or anything else for me
forever is for everyone else
April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing ...– T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land (1922)
what i once refused to be is everything they long together …. i’d...
i want nothing more than for this school year to end
“they give you almost everything you believed almost anything”
The best things in life come when you expect less out of people
[[MORE]]I HATE YOU FOR NOT REALIZING HOW PERFECT WE’D BE TOGETHER
Buckle up, we’ll chase each other It’s not a lot, it’s just enough to matter