my headphones have reached that stage where you have to hold them off the empire state building at a 39.5 degree angle and chant an african prayer for both sides to work
(via penalty-shot)
You say you love rain, but you open your umbrella. You say you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot. You say you love the wind, but you close your windows. This is why I am afraid, you say you love me too.
i get into moods where i don’t like to talk to anyone. when i’m upset i don’t like to talk about it. i end up hurting people that i care about because i come off as distant or as if i don’t care. i hate it when people tell me that i don’t care. i’m not ignoring them on purpose all i need is a little space and a little time to myself. i can only take so much at once and i’m learning that it’s okay to put myself first sometimes.
(via forever-without-you)
