I notice everything. And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
“You know, ever since I first met him, I always thought, ‘Man, I hope I don’t mess this up.’ Because that’s what I do. I mess things up. But you know what I never thought? I never thought ‘I hope this doesn’t mess me up’.”— (via lipstickteastains)
i want to be in a band i want to make angry girl tunes with my angry girl friends i want to write lyrics that people photoshop onto pictures of nature at 80% opacity and get tattooed on their wrists i want to travel the world in a shitty van and eat at diners at 3am half asleep and buzzed i want all of these things and i’ll never have them and that hurts me