"How do we forgive ourselves for all of the things we did not become?"
— "14 Lines from Love Letters or Suicide Notes" by David ‘Doc’ Luben (via bruisedkneesclub
"I think I’m losing it—I don’t know what’s happening, what happened, but I look at you, I look at you, and I love you so much. Not because of anything you’ve said, or done, or anything at all. I look at you, and I just love you, and it terrifies me. It terrifies me what I would do for you."
There is nothing prettier than a city at 5 AM with its empty streets and cold wind
"No one seems to notice just how hard it is for me to breathe."