June 2013
I don't know what to do
I just don’t, and it fucking sucks. I want to experience happiness without you, but these past four days I’ve been miserable.
“The cigarettes you light one after another won’t help you forget her.”
—Frank Sinatra (via coffeestainedkisses)
May 2013
As much as I want to text you right now I’m resisting. If what you wanted to say was important you would’ve texted me already to ask to talk. My own thoughts are ripping me from the inside out. I don’t know what it will take, I honestly don’t know what will make me forget you. At times I don’t want to forget, but I know it’s better for me to do just that.
