January 2010
7 posts
“Everything we do is a choice: oatmeal or cereal, highway or side street, kiss...”
– Ned, Pushing Daisies (via quote-book) (via lovebot)
“There are some things about myself I can’t explain to anyone. There are some...”
– Haruki Murakami (via suzywire) (via pretty-bird)
I’m sorry. I messed up today. You don’t deserve it. I’m sorry.
I’m scared and hoping things can be fixed.
Fuck you. I don’t want to hang out with you just because you don’t want to go home. That makes it sound like being together isn’t special. I don’t even know if you care because you don’t even try to convince me to.
Fuck you. >:[
