Even though you’ll never come clean, you know it’s true.
Those sheets are dirty, and so are you.
(Source: youjustinspiredme)
We’re all about as significant as a piece of stardust.
The difference, we never had that glorious past.
Without a future to look forward to, what’s the to hold onto but us?
Sometimes I miss you.
I miss who you were. I miss the times we had, I miss what we were.
But now I look at you.
How could I ever love the person who killed what I loved, and turned into all I hate?
We’re better off now — at least, I know I am.
Sometimes I wonder if I did this to you.
Sometimes, that thought breaks my heart.
Come out; show us who you really are.
It’s okay now - we’re not afraid of your scars.
(Source: thefreshprinceofbel-air)
(Source: partytights)
