not liking this sleeping alone thing.
Sometimes I embroider my messy feelings on my pillowcase.
Constant Headache- Joyce Manor
i am a fucking mess. ohmygod. leaving is so hard.
I’m just going to lay around in her flannel for the rest of my life.
flying back home today. definitely going to cry at the airport.
I met her online actually! on this writing website. looking back it kinda seems really shady. but like, I love her to so much more than the moon and back.
Real Friends // I Don’t Love You Anymore
"funny how it seems like just yesterday you were calling me sweetheart and now the only words i can really grasp from the back of my mind are you telling me to go so i could save myself the trouble of having to worry about you any longer. ironic, that you were just a memory before leaving was even a thought. I have demons inside that maybe someone like you wasn’t fit to handle, but you failed to even try. cigarettes are not nearly enough to rid every part of you from the parts of myself i’m trying so fucking hard to destroy. p.s. i drink my coffee black now."