February 2012
i think about you every fucking day. i’m done with this writer’s block. i have way to much bottled up.
Watchdying.
i made the poetry slam and i am so excited.
“There are better things ahead than any we leave behind.”
– C. S. Lewis (via girlwithoutwings)
I notice everything.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
ahidingplaceforgiants:
throwback
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baileymunson asked: how low can you go? how low can you go? how low can you go? etc. etc.
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i can’t breathe the way i used to. that’s it. i’m done. i’m so disappointed.
