aGoof

When all is said and done, you’re supposed to move on. You’re supposed to close the chapter on him, and take your first step on your own feet. But that’s not how it works. You can’t move on from one day to another. It’s not possible. Instead, you’ll cry in your bed for weeks, and you’ll feel so alone. And you’ll blame the timing and your differences and everything that makes it a little easier not to blame yourself. But you will. You’ll wonder if it was something you said or something you did or whether you are pretty or skinny enough. And it’s a fucking tragedy,- not knowing. And all you can do is just keep hurting, until one day, it may not hurt so bad anymore. Or maybe, maybe it’ll always burn, but you’ll just learn to live with the constant fire caused by the absence of him. But you’ll always wonder why. And that right there, my dear, that’s what’s gonna break you every single time.

Sleep. My longest lover. A friend I am neglecting too often. Some nights I’d rather forgo The company of sleep In exchange For the thrill Of living.

You’re going to have a hard time in life if you let every little mistake bother you.. Life is good. Enjoy it.

each person i encounter who carries the same name as yours, has inevitably a little bit of you in them and they will go on to remind me of you, maybe just for a fraction of a second, but enough for keeping me from forgetting.

nighttiming, we're nighttiming