"And every single thing you ever did that bothered me, is every single thing I miss."
"He and I are too
familiar to ever
That would mean
erasing a lifetime
of shared hope,
He is the end
to my beginning."
Do you ever have days that start off really well and then at some point you realise that you feel like shit and you have no recollection of when exactly that happened you just know you are 24601% done.
I think I’m going to write a book called “‘Four Hours Is Definitely Enough Sleep’ And Other Lies I Tell Myself”
"She had nothing to offer anyone except her own confusion."