Mood: I want peace of mind. Please give it to me. Please.
Song: None playing




When will i survive you? When i know that each waking day of my life, i will miss you.

Nique gave me this picture. She wanted me to move on. I didn't. I've got nothing to lose. You're already gone. It was probably both our fault. Maybe i came too strong, and you came too weak. Or probably it was my fault because i was willing to embrace my vulnerability and you didn't.