It never ends well.
All that matters is that you’re proud of your life.
My heart is pure as gold.
No One To Blame But Ourselves.
Sometimes You Want to Say
If it makes you feel broken in any way
In the end, we’ll all become stories
This Day Today is For Tomorrow Tomorrow is For Another Today Tomorrow May Be the Last DayNever Meant For Another Today. The Minds Journal
I want to imagine that my Romeo didn’t contact me because contacting me would have meant that we have reached the end
Isn’t It Pathetic How We Waste So Much Time