the photo of you i kept in my glove box was my favorite and most heartbreaking thing i owned. last night i lost my mind and burned it. the image is still haunting me.
(Source: wander-lustdreaming)
(Source: idreamaofjordan)
(Source: showslow)
Oh
Happy 18th birthday to meeeeee!
I want to fall in love again.
As much as I love getting cuddled up in my own bed, and how much I’m loving being single, I still wish I had someone to sleep with,
Seeing him today was weird, those deep eyes look just the same. His hair is longer though, it looks good. He looks good. An old flame, the one that got away.
