Have you ever wanted to erase the past so badly that you’d be okay with losing your memory altogether?
—  another-broken-hello
I miss you. That doesn’t change. It’ll never change. No matter how much I seem to ‘move on’, I will never stop missing you.
—  another-broken-hello
One by one they slowly fade away. Don’t hope. Don’t hope for a even minute that they won’t. They all do.
—  another-broken-hello