Remember who loved you no matter how fucked up in the head you were.
Eventually you’ll get tired of spilling your love all over the place. Be smart about who and what you are pouring into.
im tired of school i wanna quit but its for my future. tough life.
the thought of someone else touching you makes me sick to my stomach
I could write a fucking novel about the ache of missing you.
-S.B. (via fallinlovewithapoet)