May 2013
It just makes me sad because, I’ll never have a chance with you.
I would love to say that you make me weak in the knees but to be quite upfront...
– Derrick Brown, Love Language (via humanclay)
please, please, please stop doing this to my feels. I don’t want to feel this, I can’t do this. I can’t go away though why, why, why.
It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.
– Charles Bukowski, Pulp (via audrotas)