i have never woken up to a coffee or a bite to eat, never woken to the gesture that is making the start to someones day a little bit more enjoyable. Not sure if im overthinking it, or if there is just no love there at all.
ooh girl
I fuckign hate seeing ppl my age be successful because I am a bitter, jealous, and untalented individual
(via frost-piece)
it doest mater how long you think you’ve escaped it for, it always comes rushing back. The empty feeling, sounds so loud every choice, every action… pushing for it to be your last. dreery, wide eyed and so… so tired.
Disney’s Peter Pan (1953)