We romanticize the stars, but forget the dark is what made them visible.

you can't control someone who knows how to be alone. they don't need you, they choose you

The intimacy of someone protecting your name when you’re not in the room.

There comes a point where certain things don't hurt anymore & it feels like you're giving up, but actually, you are just being freed from the shackles of fantasy and hope. It's reality and it's finally kicking in

you know what dad? maybe i don't wanna be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned. it's a lot of pressure to put on me and honestly i've been feeling stressed recently because of it

ok yeah this is funny

ive never been perfect but ive never had bad intentions