In the end we're all just humans,
drunk on the idea that love,
and only love,
can cure our brokenness.
R.R. (via missinyouiskillingme)
Midnight thoughts (via reality-escape-artist)
But the glow of their memories was far too weak, and their thoughts no longer had the clarity of fourteen years earlier. Without a word, they passed each other, disappearing into the crowd. Forever.
A sad story, don’t you think?
Haruki Murakami (ON SEEING THE 100% PERFECT GIRL ONE BEAUTIFUL APRIL MORNING)
4:27am (via h0pefulkid-withaninkedupheart)
I miss you so much (via missinyouiskillingme)