I feel nothing
I feel everything.
I don’t know which is worse.
One of the hardest decisions you’ll ever face in life is choosing whether to walk away or try harder.
There are two reasons why people don’t talk about things; either it doesn’t mean anything to them, or it means everything
I want to care, but I don’t.
I look at you and all I feel is tired.
Once a fuckboy, always a fuckboy.
start ignoring people who threaten your joy.
literally, ignore them.
don’t invite any parts of them into your space.
Make the first move, tell people how you feel, stop being so scared of rejection, stop feeling so engulfed with thoughts that aren’t even yours, and stop wasting your fucking time.
I don’t want anything from you, at all. I just want to be the person you choose to sit next to in a room full with all the people you have known.
There is no shame in being hungry for another person. There is no shame in wanting very much to share your life with somebody.
I understand. That’s the trouble. I understand. I’ll understand all the time. All day and all night. Especially all night. I’ll understand. You don’t have to worry about that.