Moments we’ll keep forever.
parts of me
I am so sorry that my heart is so stubborn for not letting you go.
I’m the nicest rude person you’ll ever meet, I don’t give a fuck about anything but at the same time I care about a lot, I hate people but I develop crushes easily, I hate myself but at the same time I’m completely fabulous.
I don’t have a fear of commitment. I have a fear of abandonment. We all screw things up. I screw things up, especially with people I love. I get needy, I get moody, I get distant, I want to be close, I get confused. I don’t understand all of it, but I keep pushing because I hope this thing, this universe, there’s no way that I’m the only person out there who wants something this bad, if I want it, someone else out there must too.
I still look at you… secretly.
What if Michael Faudet and Lang Leav fall in love then write literature about each other?
That. Is. Hauntingly. Beautiful.