I’m a paradox. I want to be happy, but I think of things that make me sad. I’m lazy, yet I’m ambitious. I don’t like myself, but I also love who I am. I say I don’t care, but I really do. I crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way. I’m a conflicted contradiction. If I can’t figure myself out, there’s no way anyone else has.
- everyday: i need new clothes
And it was after months of silence that I realised we make better strangers than we ever did anything else.
I’m afraid we’ll always be
a book with the end pages ripped out.
Is 6 shots of vodka a good enough excuse to call you and hear your voice?
There’s so much more to life than what you’re feeling now.
I will never be a morning person, for the moon and I, are too much in love.
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