Maybe I was destined to forever fall in love with people I couldn’t have. Maybe there’s a whole assortment of impossible people waiting for me to find them. Waiting to make me feel the same impossibility over and over again.Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home (via spuandi)
show yourself to me: are you someone to love or a myth I created?
Waking up early
walking down the memory lane