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the lost youth
I wish you were in this room with me right now. I wish I could put my arms around you. I wish I could touch you.
― Her (2013)

(Source: larmoyante)

1:31 am  •  29 July 2014  •  96,454 notes

dissipates:

i am warm and i am bored and i am drifting through this place 
it’s no better or worse than anything else that’s ever happened to me 
but i wish that i’d never met a lot of the people that i’ve met 
not because i don’t like them but because i only let them down 
and when you disappoint everyone all the time it’s hard not to want to die constantly i feel this weird and shameful feeling 
like im being watched by a thousand glowing, vengeful eyes 
behind one way mirrors in public bathrooms and in metro cars 
and everywhere i go i know i’m not welcome.

10:15 pm  •  28 July 2014  •  6,521 notes