“I’m addicted to you. I’m not sure what it is but you keep me sane. You manage to silence my demons. You know me. Every single time something is up, you know. No matter how high my walls are, you see through. I can’t hide myself from you because you know me. You know me and that scares me. I’m addicted to you and maybe it’s because for the first time someone actually knows me. I can’t fake a single smile no matter how hard I try because you know me. You’re my addiction and I don’t know how to stop it. You know me so even if I try to let you go you would know, so I guess… Don’t let me go because I need you, but it’s not just that… just like you know me, I know you. I know you just as well as you know me, and I’m still not sure if that’s a good thing.”
— 12:14 AM thoughts
I’m a murderer
I think it really sucks when you realise how alone you are because you only really talk to 1 maybe 2 people and when neither of them are available you kind of just lay there in bed hoping your phone will buzz with a text from them or something so you continuously check it and you try to distract yourself and then you get sad about how alone you really are
“maybe the universe didn’t want us together, but i sure as hell did”
— but we can’t always get what we want, can we?
nobody gives me butterflies anymore y‘all just give me brain damage
I will not wait for you
to regret losing me.
Does the sun wait for
the earth to regret turning?
Does the moon wait for
the night to regret ending?
The sun remains the sun,
and the moon remains the moon.
I will remain myself
with or without
your acknowledge of my value.
“You are what I have been waiting for, the person I should have been with. But I stop myself from having feelings. I stop myself from thinking we have something special. Because not only do I not want to lose you, but I don’t want to lose myself again.”
— not for another heartbreak.
I know he’s not good for me but I can’t decide if walking away will hurt more than staying one more night.
-A.d.c