Nelima

i don’t like how endings in real life come on so suddenly without making sense, without much warning. one minute you’re in the middle of something and the next it’s all a very long time ago and you’re a different person and none of it is ever coming back

best part of tumblr is; i come here, reblog and i leave.

*uses difficult word i don't actually know the meaning of and hopes the other person doesn't know it either so i sound intelligent*

One day I'll forgive myself for all the years I wasted!!! But today I think I'm going to lay down in my bed and torture myself with it

Even in my dreams?????

Understanding me is another way of loving me.

how could one (me) have such an exquisite, superior, outstanding, developed taste in music yet be so humble about it

if no one crumbles completely when i cry then what is this all for

"I think you ultimately become whoever would have saved you that time when no one did"