!DOCTYPE html> Seize The Day
"Its somewhat of a joke really. How you waited until I walked out of your life, with no regrets, for you to confess that you miss everything we had, and that you want to put together what’s left. You’re nothing more than words on turned pages of my notebook paper. I left you in my past, so I’ll forget to remember you later. The inks been spilled, and darling, it will not be refilled."
- I don’t rewrite my stories (via radiating-hate)

(via radiating-hate)

imthehomoyourmomwarnedyouabout:

cistro:

Am i a womfn? Am i a womfn?

literally crying

(via society-killed-my-self-esteem)