I remember the first time you held my hand. I don’t know if it was because of the cold or the fact I loved you but fuck, I felt the world rush through my veins.
11:49pm sadness -
Eventually you’ll get tired of spilling your love all over the place. Be smart about who and what you are pouring into.
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Bob Marley, “Redemption Song” (via
I want to roll over at 2 a.m. to a kiss from you not a text message
I wanna be your “1am I can’t sleep” text
Close some doors. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because they no longer lead somewhere.