I stay up just late enough until I am just exhausted enough that I can fall into my bed and sink into immediate slumber. Because I can’t stand lying in a bed in a dark room alone with just my thoughts for so many hours and hours.
im such a fuckign jealous asshole i pretend like i dont care but i care so much im gonna explode
I will not settle
for bits and pieces of you.
I want all of you.
Art exists because life is not enough.
our conversations will feel empty.
It’s okay, though.
It does not mean anything
more or less
than the fact that on some nights,
our conversations are bound to feel empty.
It’s funny how someone who was just a stranger last year,
can mean so much to you now.
It’s terrible that someone who meant so much to you last year,
can be just a stranger now.
It’s amazing what a year can do