GO AWAY

i often wonder how many ppl from 2012 tumblr are still active on here

“I don’t care that you got into drugs for three months straight, or how much sleep you lost in that period. I don’t care that you went home and fucked that person and woke up at 6am hating everything about yourself, or that you smoked so much you sounded as though your lungs were giving out. You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness. You’re just human, and being human means you need to survive and you do so whichever way you deem fit, fuck everyone else.”

“the rain is as gentle as your breathing. i close my eyes and adore the quietness of loving you. and then i think of the mellow nights with slow dancing in the bedroom, pale afternoon with wrong chords & wrong lyrics, movies that still feel and look new after the 6th time, how the butterflies are still dancing inside me after every kiss, after every smile. sometimes i still read stories of other people because i am afraid of making mistakes, because i try my best to be perfect– but i love all our tragedies, misunderstandings, faults. i don’t know when it all started but i love the whole you. the socks on the floor, your unwashed hair, your tired voice after a long, dull day. & sometimes when i feel breathless i remind myself the times you have saved me. how after all these years we still walk every morning with our eyes on greens, on our faces; with our hearts on the edge of our lips. how i still get tingles after your i love yous, how love is still a foreign concept to me sometimes but i have memorized you– and how to properly love you.”