I love and miss who I used to be. These days I’m wandering around, not knowing my direction, looking for a purpose. I guess the thing with me is that I allow so little people, if any at all, to see this hollowness inside. That’s it. I actually feel incomplete and dissatisfied. With my life. With the path I intentionally stepped foot on. With myself. And it’s taking a toll on everything else around me. The reverbration of this ugliness won’t seem to go away.
I want to go on a real date.
A date. An official, you and me kind of date. We can go to the beach, or stroll through the park. We’ll have fun being weird, acting like little kids again. Anything with you would be just fine. Because, it doesn’t really matter what we do, just as long as I get to spend the whole day with you.
(Source: kayweezzy)
lol this is mine and on my dash again woot woot
Sigh gonna have to shift to stuff like this now
(Source: teenager-with-blog)
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