nothing left to say

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L6p3G1ffh1o)

I miss your legs. I miss your smile, I miss the bags underneath your eyes.

would it be too forward to say that maybe, just maybe you like me a little bit more this time around. Don’t blush its okay. :)

please Santa I need some of these!

I think I am starting to get the hang of this fucked up situation called bipolar.

I have accomplished what I was set to do. Now I have to choose once more do I continue or do I somehow go back. If I go back its not for anyone else but for myself. Don’t run. I will not find you. This is purely scientific. No more destiny from this point on.

i hate the thought of going cold turkey from smoking. I start the going cold turkey process tonight at midnight. I hope I can make it. Alone I stand to face the last opened door I wait, and prepare to fight my destiny not on my behalf but on the behalf of everything that breathes.