La Vie

(Source: sexorcizm)

I think I may devote my blog to all things disturbing.

Wouldn’t that be fun?

(Source: santana-lopez)

I just wrote a letter

2 years overdue, to someone I never thought I’d want an apology from.
Tonight I remembered how much it hurt when you stood in front of the auditorium and said those words. How much it hurt when you stopped holding my hand.
You used to represent the hope in my life. You gave me so much to look forward to, and a way to look at the past without regret. You got me over what I never thought I would.

You left a year before we did. But you left me long before that.

Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.
Bob Marley 

Leave me out with waste, this is not what I do. It’s the wrong kind of place to be thinking of you. It’s the wrong time for somebody new, it’s a small crime but I got no excuse.

IS THAT ALRIGHT? IS THAT ALRIGHT WITH YOU? No.