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But also I really miss regular excellent sex with someone I feel completely comfortable.

You, I love you, I love you, I love.

I’m okay. Or this is just one of those fleeting moments where I feel okay and later I’ll be sad again. Whatever. Sitting in bed listening to music, pantsless, smoking a bowl, relaxing. Taking a look around, and kind of almost enjoying being alone right now. Not in a I hate everyone go away way, but in a good huh this doesn’t suck way.

I’m going to give him my first painting.

Everything is gonna be okay.

"Man cannot remake himself without suffering, for he is both the marble and the sculptor."

- Alexis Carrel (via dorkvader)

(via dorkvader)

"Those who are hardest to love need it the most."

- (via thedailypozitive)


don’t be rude, smile back at the crescent moon.

"What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction."

- Chuck Palahniuk. (via blindthoughts)

Fuck. I realized today that you and an addiction. Making you happy has been my addiction. I need to let you go so I can get over my addiction. Or at least need it less.

(via cosmiclove42)