To be perfectly and completely honest, I don’t know why I try. You only hurt me.
That isn’t friendship.
"Until you let someone in, you’ll always be alone."
— One Tree Hill (via tuttidolce)
It is velvet beneath my fingers or the way coffee feels sliding down my throat on a chilly, winter morning in December when the air is cold enough for my breath to show. It is hearing a song for the first time and knowing you will be playing it over and over and over when you can get your hands on it, just because it makes you feel infinite and warm and good all over. It is nostalgia for a long forgotten part of your past and finding your childhood toys in a dusty box you had stopped remembering years ago. It is the howling of the wind on a dark night when you are alone or on a night when you just feel alone. It is believing in love and having faith in yourself even when life seems so hard. It is butterflies in your stomach that make you feel sick in the best way possible and staying out late with someone you can’t picture your life without. It is autumn leaves and the way your hair blows in even the slightest of breezes. It is the little things.
Name one of your fears.and
One of my worst fears would be, people leaving me. Especially friends and family.not sharing enough. like….living my entire life withholding happiness i could be giving other people.
Complete, utter mediocrity.
