heart my bike

i’m in my prime,
not withering and old.
but i refuse to play
your wicked games any longer.

i know this tether is unbreakable,
but you make me feel like i’m interchangeable.
you drew a target on my heart,
when did this become fatal attraction?

i don’t have the strength,
the energy,
nor the patience
to be held hostage by your love.

so baby please don’t despair
when i say that
i’ve found the courage to
let you go.

you were never meant to be tied down in the first place.

—  believing i could love you was my mistake, c.j.n.

remember when natsume cried himself to sleep because he was so happy kitamoto and nishimura care about him and he cares about them so much and he just wants to keep them safe forever,, i’m crying i love their friendship


“It’s never gonna stop, is it Philip?! All this killing is never gonna stop. And It’s my fault.” “What are you talking about?!?” “Tommy and Tracy…the turkeys…they’re just gonna shoot them, for nothing. And it’s my fault.” “It doesn’t have to be. Here. C’mon, let’s go!”

LOOK AT THIS BEAUTY i love my bike so much

i love cycling, it makes me feel so free

no matter how stressed and tired and sad i am, when im on my bike its like i can leave behind my worries for at least a while. its rly rare for me to come back from a bike ride without feeling relaxed and refreshed and hopeful

I forget that magical feeling every winter, but eventually the spring returns and i can go cycling again and be reminded of why its one of my favourite sports ever and one of the best things in the world