Let’s look for the right one.
"Nothing can wear you out like caring about people."
S.E. Hinton, That Was Then, This Is Now (via cinisterr)
"I’ve always wanted to get lost but never by myself."
Reasons to Date Me:
- No one will ever try to steal me away from you.
- Sometimes I’m funny.
That’s all i have
It felt like trying to teach someone could fly how to walk. The interest was painfully feigned, as if it were out of pity; maybe because she knew that I shared it all - everything that was precious to me, while knowing herself well enough to understand that she had no need nor the slightest hint of appreciation for any of it.
I don’t know how to take her helplessness as she was stuck in her well of indifference - if I should find joy, knowing that she wanted out of it but lacked the capacity to escape, or if I should be disheartened that, despite our best efforts, we walk away from it all, less than who we had been.
The Lumineers || Ain’t Nobody’s Problem
these people, though. gives meh chills
writing is safer, somehow
because my pen cannot stutter like my lips do,
and words get stuck in throats,
not fingertips, can’t stumble
on paper trails of blue lines
because writing is definite and clear
and no one can tell if i am crying
through written words alone
I wish we didn’t stop talking. I miss you.