December 2011
100 posts
Why do you always come back when I’ve finally stopped thinking about you? It’s like you know I’m happy without you and you need to ruin that. You terrify me. You know exactly how to charm me and get me to fall for you every single time. I know you’re not good for me and I can’t do this game you play. There’s too much for me to lose this time around. I’m...
A Story Without Words
most-awkward-moments:
“What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal.” -Albert Pine.
