JK

I’ve always loved the idea of not being what people expect me to be.

It’s better to have nobody than someone who is half there, or who doesn’t want to be there.

I still catch myself feeling blue about things that don’t matter anymore.

“You think you’re doing okay and then suddenly it’s nighttime and you’re alone and you’re not really sure how to distract yourself anymore.”

Be the reason someone believes in the goodness of people.

The human body essentially recreates itself every six months. Nearly every cell of hair and skin and bone dies and another is directed to its former place. You are not who you were last November.

I want you to drunk text me. I want you to think about me. Please fucking think about me sometimes because the only thing I do is think about you

The scariest thing about distance is that you don’t know whether they’ll miss you or forget you.