Let me just make one god damn thing clear and that is that you do not get to shatter me and complain about the mess at your feet.
Sometimes you meet someone and they don’t ask for anything, but their smile makes you want to give them the world. But you can’t, all you have to offer is yourself and hope to god it’s enough.
There are two reasons why people don’t talk about things; either it doesn’t mean anything to them, or it means everything.
Drunk text me. I want
to be the one you think of
when you can’t think straight.