Do you ever wonder how much you exist in other people’s lives? I’m always curious if people think of me when a certain song comes on, or when they pass through a certain town. I wonder how many stories I’ve been a part of that I may have forgotten. I wonder if I still I exist in the minds of people that I don’t speak to anymore. I wonder how many times a day I pass through someone’s head.

i think we should talk about how romantic the rain is

Anyways, *drifts into imagination*

Finding old music you used to love is like getting back in touch with an old friend.

bitch u better be selfish when it comes to doing what’s best for u

it's just me and my earphones against the rest of the world