i know i messed up
but i need you, i need you so much. i’m feeling like i’m drowning, i can’t breath, i can’t concentrate, i can’t eat, i can’t sleep. i can’t listen to any music because every song reminds me of you. i can’t watch a movie because it remembers me of every moment we shared together.
fuck your stupid pride, talk to me.
20:29
“It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn’t coma back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain. Damn, there’s nothing like that, is there? I’ve been there and you have too. You’re nodding your head.” written by Henry Rollins
(Source: venula)
