after all, we only regret the chances we didn’t take

spirals and black holes

Don’t you get bored of yourself sometimes? like how you brain makes you do everything on a continuous, never-ending loop and yet every time it happens, you can’t take the blow even though it’s been wounding you at the same place over and over again. like you know what you’re going to cry about but…

love; sadness

we were both broke, but being together didn’t fix us, you could still see through the cracks


i looked at you and i swear i could see forever in your eyes


you feel like home and all the places I’ve never been to, all at once


a random list of make-you-feel-good things