You know I have always been a mess with or without you.
It may be spring but my body is still in winter, the sun may be shining, but it’s been raining in my head for months.
Perks Of Being A Wallflower
I hate that I love you. I fucking hate it. I want you. I want you so fucking badly but you don’t want me. I hate that you think you can understand but you can’t. You don’t see through these eyes, you can’t feel what I feel. I love you and oh god heartbreak is a bitch
They love me
And I won’t feel
To ask them
For any explanation
I just realized that I could give you the entirety of the planets, stars, galaxies, universes, and their paradoxes, and it still would not be enough for you.
Every time I trust somebody, they show me why I shouldn’t