#thirtyfive.

Listening to: Always be my baby, David cook.


i want a love that is equivalent to that old pair of converse you wear to feel safe & unafraid of the world.


i hate that you’re gone, and i hate even more that i feel this way. i dont know if its the loss anymore, but it seem like every time i try to build them up & do something right, there is always this wall between us. sometimes i feel like i’ve found myself today & for a moment didnt need you. i felt alive, i really do but everything changes when i see you. i feel so imperfect....