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why do i keep coming back on that dark tunnel after years of trying to get out? is it possible that the chaos provides me with so much sense of peace, as its familiarity stems from the chaos i experienced growing up? idk. idk anymore.
but the only thing that im sure of is that as day passes by, i become more and more numb.
it is a constant battle between me and myself.
i continue to grieve for the things i used to be.
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yeah ur cute but can u make me laugh until i can't breathe
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It doesn’t matter what you start with — just get started.
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I'm sad I can't tell if he's feeling the way I'm feeling, hesitant but nonetheless desiring deep down in hope to points of willing delusion to fair chances of breaking the seeded roots of loneliness.
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