February 2012
146 posts
I’m trying to be as pretty as you say I am.
I forgot how good it feels to pour yourself out through writing.
forgottenloveletters asked: I think we should be friends.
forgottenloveletters:
stop eating.
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Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten...
(Even though I’m definitely going to forget I’m doing this in about two days)
I’m sorry we’ve drifted apart, you’re my best friend and I miss you.
If you’d like to be my friend, I’m fine with that. But every time you say you do, you end up with differently intentions and I’m fucking tired of it.
I love you.
I wish I could show you how much you...
“The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to...”
– 1984, George Orwell (via thatkindofwoman)
