I thought it was getting easier but I was lying to myself. I made sure my thoughts never drifted to you, I made a mistake and thought about you today. All I could do was silently cry…
I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.
hello 911? somebody reblogged my post on tumblr.com and said “i cant breathe”. i think i killed someone. i would like to turn myself in
A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.