Is 6 shots of vodka a good enough excuse to call you and hear your voice?
― (via tohavescarlessskin)
I’m tired and all I want is for you to be here with me.
― T.B. LaBerge // The Novel of Us (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
I remember crying over you and I lost so many tears. Now I’m here and I don’t know why I ever cared so much about you.
― sad-idol (via sad-idol)
Sometimes you end up never speaking to someone who meant the world to you again. And that’s okay. You cope and you survive. Don’t let your losses keep you back from new gains.
― I wish someone had told me this when I was hurting, y.g. (via imtiredofbeingsosad)
I gave wrong people the right pieces of me.
― (via jakuzarskey)

spinachbabe:

buying clothes that aren’t black is hard

All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.
Iain Thomas, from I Wrote This For You (via psych-facts)