The weight of unrequited love.
I thought I had.
But I just didn’t want to accept that I was alone again.
That I wasn’t good enough.
Now I don’t know anything other than I love you and life is hard.
I am alone aren’t I?
Even if I’m not this feeling is worse because I’m without you.
My room is empty.
My heart is empty.
Why is it up to me to fix things?
You said you understood what was wrong and then told me my love wasn’t good enough. My love is less.
How do I live with that.
It’s not true.
But you believe it.
buds n’ pals
this might be my favorite gif
"Did I mention that there’s no pumpkin in your pumpkin spice latte? It’s nutmeg (and a few other spices). In other words, that delicious sip of fall you just imbibed is actually a pure simulacrum, of that fourth order."
This is perfect[ly unreal].
i needed this two years ago(via premierbonheur)