NOTES TO SELF:

I wanna be your end gameeeeeeee

No cambies de número, ojos tristes. Quizás en unos años necesite decirte que nunca te olvidé.

Tímido e inseguro. Nunca cambias.

Yo te salvé de mil tormentas.

La idea de que existes en alguna parte y que de vez en cuando piensas en mí me ayuda a vivir.

Solo quiero saber si puedo albergar esperanzas.

Yo had me at hello.

Maybe it means nothing; maybe it means the world.

How does it feel to be loved by you?

I will not have you without the darkness that hides within you. I will not let you have me without the madness that makes me, me. If our demons cannot dance, then neither can we.

The clock is ticking again. I can feel him getting closer and closer.

I go through life in a perpetual melancholic state