Quotes

You stopped caring and it’s because I pushed you there.

The sad thing is I know you’d be happier without me but I’m too selfish to give you the break you deserve.

the moral of the story is never have feelings for anybody ever

(via un-talented)

I hate that you always find a way back into my mind. Months later when I’m finally happy and feel whole again you take me and break me back into a million pieces. Picking them up is tiring. Thinking of you is tiring. He’s going to get tired of helping me pick myself up, I know because I’m tired of picking myself up of this cold, dirty ground in this sad, lonely town.