I cried again today. When will you stop wasting my tears?

he destroyed the most fragile part in me. as i put the pieces back together, i know it would still hurt a little all the time forever.

senseitive:

one day you’ll wake up at 9:30am on a Sunday w the love of ur life and you’ll make some coffee and pancakes and it’ll all be alright

I don’t wanna miss you but I always do