I should specialize in giving a romanticized version of how I felt/feel about everyone I’ve ever thought I loved because when I recall and write about everything that ever happened between us, it sounds ridiculous and lovely and I begin to question what went wrong.
This is why I miss everyone.
"The universe always seems to know when I need saving because my cracks begin to become to abundant and I begin to break and then something happens to make everything okay again.
I’ve really just wanted to become a particle of dust and I imagine seeping into my couch and becoming nothing, something that has no expectations of it and almost no existence.
Things are okay today though.”
god, I wrote that during the summer. I did so much writing this summer, I guess because you were actually still existent in my life. Only to have all that writing stolen out of car a few months ago. I guess I wasn’t meant to reread the words I wrote at 6 a.m. when I would get out of work and watch the sunrise and wonder how I became the human I am now. (constantly evolving)
Foxing- Rory (Space Jam Sessions)
I will die every time I hear this song, no matter how happy I am.