the weird moment when you find a picture of yourself on tumblr and didn’t know… like wut
(Source: fallinginyourlove, via jam-bird)
I love how I’m the one worrying where you are and if you’re okay, it’s funny though because it’s supposed to be the other way around. When will this stop? When you’re dead? I thought you were done doing this years ago when you promised me. But I realized just now, your addictions are always going to come first. Even though you love me, in some twisted and distorted way you love your addictions more; and I’m not sure if I can handle this. Espesically for a second time.
Sometimes I wish I could see how everyone’s lives would be if they never met me; if they’d be better, worse, or still the same. I’m just so damn curious.