What really sucks is that I have NO way of knowing if everything is okay or if his life just turned to shit because I couldn’t fucking say goodbye. I knew from the beginning that no matter what was said the circumstances would still stand. And now thanks to me who knows wtf is going on?
Tomorrow if a golden train came to take you away, would you go or would you stay?
(Source: young-queer-and-free)
You’re what keeps me believing the world’s not gone dead, Strength in my bones put the words in my head. When they pour out to paper, it’s all for you.
(Source: wishyouwerehorror)
