I remember liking things. I just no longer remember why I liked them.

you’re really cute and its ruining my life because i think about kissing you all the time

i’m a horrible texter but i’m also really bad at talking to people in person so i really have nothing going for me

You weren’t just a star to me, you were my whole damn sky.

i wanna go star gazing with you but it’d be pointless because i’d end up staring at you the entire time

i love deep conversations like yes share your soul with me

You scare me more than anything or anyone else I have ever known.
The power you have over me can so easily crush me

I hate the feeling when you have to say goodbye to someone you want to spend every minute with.

It gives me strength to have somebody to fight for; I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill.

I am a coward, I cannot bear the pain of being happy.