Come lay with me. I wanna talk about nothing with someone that means something.
no one ever likes me as much as i like them
Some people reflect light, some deflect it, you by some miracle, seem to collect it.
|—||From House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski (via rhaegartargaryan)|
When I was younger, I thought I was strong enough to handle a broken heart.
|—||I Was So Wrong // Cicatrice (via wheremythoughtsare)|