My nights are for overthinking, my mornings are for oversleeping.
I hate it when you are having a bad day and everyone takes it personally, like no i hate myself, not you. get the fuck over yourself.
wow i’m actually so glad this post has been made
People are prettiest when they talk about something they really love with passion in their eyes.
Until you get comfortable with being alone, you’ll never know if you’re choosing someone out of love or loneliness.