every line i write is about who i don’t want to write about anymore.
It was not my intention to make such a production of the emptiness between us, playing tuba on the tombstone of a soprano to try to keep some dead singer’s perspective alive. It’s just that I could have swore you had sung me a love song back there; and that you meant it.
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| — | Buddy Wakefield (via narcissismatitsfinest) |
I need to start planning for Halloween soon. This is likely going to be my last October in California…
Attempting to channel the 80s with crimpers and big hair. I think I need a bit more practice but I’m getting there. YAY!
you’re kinda beautiful, just saying
Sometimes I lay awake at night, pretending to be asleep, listening to you breathe next to me. I never did like the concept of inhaling and exhaling and I never liked doing it alone. So I synchronize my breaths with yours to pretend I’m not alone.
