All I really want right now is for someone to sleep with me, like actually fall asleep with me. Wrapped up in my arms, tucked tightly under the blankets and our legs intertwined. And then just be there in the morning when I open my eyes, please.
Briefly, life was a song,
And we the instruments.
Until one day our strings were cut,
And we were thrown out with the trash,
Like yesterday’s news.
Like some kind of bland occurrence.
Like nobody knew that when we played a song,
Yours was to me and mine was to you.
Did it matter?
People wished for papercuts, not heartbreaks.
And what is love to a coward who won’t face his own heartaches?
“I finally seem to notice that time has been flying by too fast.
Now in this second I realize I need to slow down again.
Homework, smoking, work, none of that even matters compared to you.
I need to slow down & try hard to remember you.
I looked at my calendar today & I forgot that April 24 is a beautiful day.
You’ve been gone for 4 years now & I don’t know when I last opened our time capsule.
I don’t know if I’m gonna open it this year, but if I do, be with me & help me remember.”—The most important thing in April (via halleydoedog)
my number one piece of advice is drink water and stay hydrated. we are made out of water. everything in us is made of water. and u are sitting there drinking a diet coke tellin me that’s all you’ve had to drink today. please get up and drink some water. for the love of god.