nostalgia is a liar. nothing was ever as good as you remember it to be. there’s a reason you don’t talk to that person anymore, there’s a reason you’re not part of each other’s lives. don’t trust nostalgia. grieve. reflect. move on.

*sends u casual nudes to let u know I’m thinking of u*

i just want all my secrets back, i don’t want anyone to know anything about me anymore 

Do you ever just want to pack up and leave out of the blue without saying anything to anyone like just leave and start a new life?

sometimes when i go for a walk i look at the sky and realize that i really love earth & nature like i just get this really nice feel. i love it

i hate it when u stop being friends w someone or u break up w someone cos uve got all this information about them like at the back of ur mind like their birthday or their favorite game or whatever, and even years later things will come up and you’ll think about that person and its like. oh. and it never really Stops

What the fuck is the universe trying to teach me right now