hi baby
“Sometimes when you are standing still and it’s snowing,
You think that you hear music.
You can’t tell where it’s coming from either.
I wondered if we all really did have a soundtrack,
But we just get so used to it that we can’t hear it anymore,
The same way that we block out the sound
Of our own heartbeat.”
I no longer need you to fuck me as hard
as I hate myself.
Make love to me
like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did.
Go slow.
I’m new to this
but I have seen nearly every city from a rooftop without jumping.
I have realized
that the moon did not have to be full for us to love it.
We are not tragedies
stranded here beneath it.
(via thatjunkiejules)
(via thatjunkiejules)
(via thatjunkiejules)
(via thatjunkiejules)
(via thatjunkiejules)