These miles won't break me.


Sometimes at night I suddenly become aware of all the things I’m missing out on right now, and all the people who I’m not close to anymore, and all of the good times that will never happen again, and all the people who meant the world to me who have forgotten about me forever, and I get this awful feeling that’s kind of like a mix between loneliness and nostalgia.

(Source: lunafur, via chasing----pavements)

This Is Terrible


There’s a guy who’s sweet, smart, funny, nice, and pursuing me.  Yet I’d rather be in your living room, on your couch, drinking beer and arguing with you, even if nothing happens.  I hope that feeling doesn’t last forever, because this is terrible.