The truth is. I miss you.
I think my heart has given up on love for now and the weirdest thing is - I’m fine with it. It’s not a decision out of anger or regret, it’s not even a decision. For once in my life I’m finally content about being alone. If it happens it happens, if it doesn’t I don’t actually care.
do u ever look at gorgeous people and just cry
or rich people and cry even harder
All the time.