♡

hot summer nights, mid july

when you and I were forever wild

the crazy days, city lights

the way you'd play with me like a child.

at some point you have to realize that some people can stay in your heart but not in your life

staring at the ceiling in the dark, same old empty feeling in your heart

the only thing worse than not being able to find happiness is to find it and throw it away

I hope one day you choke on the shit you talk