February 2012
Idk how to fix this. Idk what I’ve become.
Everything I love, I destroy.
Anger hurts less than sadness does it?
No, we weren’t lovers, but in a way we had opened ourselves to each other even...
– Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via anditslove)
Numb.
pvlse:
i wanna stab myself in the feelings
You cannot save people, you can only love them.
– Anaïs Nin (via misswallflower)