I don’t wanna go to school
i’ve given up on you
save me
I believe everything you said to me. Every kiss, every touch i believed it was read i believe it was going to last i believed in us. I can’t get my head around this, maybe i gave too much? Too little, what. I feel so dead, everyone keeps telling me I’ve changed. You were my sunlight you still are....
I will mess up. I will make a mess of things. I will make you mad. But there is no one in this world that knows you better than me. I know you more than I know myself sometimes. I love you with every fibre of my being and that’ll never change. I’m going through something awful right now inside and I need you more now than ever. I’m sorry. I will forever be sorry.
—Why Am I Still Here? (via reminiscent-adolescents)
(a.s.t.)
(via dreammuses)
can we just be together already. (via bandanasandbooks)
The Face February 2000, "Drama In Pygamas, Let’s All Go Bananas" James Rousseau by Jonathan West
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