The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just got to find the ones worth suffering for.
”It’s been an ugly day,” she said.
”Tell me something beautiful?”
And he said her name.
he was never very good to me, but boy did he feel right for me
Call me at 4 am, and tell me it’s because you want to hear my voice.
the actual, physical ache you feel in your chest and in your bones when you’re so sad is fucking awful.