Looking back, I stopped writing in my notebook when I stopped wanting to know myself anymore. If you hear a song that makes you cry and you don’t want to cry anymore, you don’t listen to that song anymore. But you can’t get away from yourself. You can’t decide not to see yourself anymore. You can’t decide to turn off the noise in your head.
Every single person that reblogs this will get a dirty pick up line in their ask.
i swear, every single one.
I don’t have any time to stay up all night worrying about what someone who doesn’t love me has to say about me.