For we’re stuck in a world that won’t let us fly.
Maybe this is the last of our many 2 am conversations.
Writing is not a profession, it’s a battlefield.
“Only the dead stay 17 forever.” -Murakami.
She made me do it.
I’m finally back home, but I guess I’m too late.
You think of me because now that is all you know how to do.
Suffering is the human condition. Don’t you dare apologize for it.
For the lovers who should have stayed star-crossed.