au revoir // the front bottoms
Tag: words
livalittletyler-deactivated2016:
better people // better memories
I hope you look for me in everyone else and panic when you realize that they’ll never be exactly the same.
I’m always soft for you, that’s the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say ‘come here, it’s been too long, it felt like home with you.’
Monet #35 // i want to feel nothing
When you slept, you tugged me toward you. You sought me in the dark. I didn’t sleep. Every cell, every follicle, every nerve, alert.
found this on the bathroom stall at school
Sometimes,
I feel like ripping apart my skin,
and searching for a reason for why
I feel this empty.
Maybe my veins are tangled,
or something is lodged
in my ribcage.
Because it feels like
something inside of me is
missing or broken.