May 2013
“I was satisfied with haiku until I met you,
but now I want a Russian novel,
a...”
– D. Young (via pfelps)
as much as i love tumblr - i think i might need to take a break.
every cute picture reminds me of you. every quote on love and heartbreak makes me think of you. everything is a constant reminder. and it is so painful. i do not want to spend my summer being sad, lusting after something i can’t have. the first step is getting over you. i’ve wasted too many hours, missed out on too many...
dustclouds:
i often confuse my gaydar with my overpowering pleasebegaydar
Sometimes at night I suddenly become aware of all the things I’m missing out on right now, and all the people who I’m not close to anymore, and all of the good times that will never happen again, and all the people who meant the world to me who have forgotten about me forever, and I get this awful feeling that’s kind of like a mix between loneliness and nostalgia.
