then i dreamt my true love unkempt it.

i could write a million words about who i am, or what i like, or who i want to be. I could fill up pages with my thoughts, feelings, fears, and insights into every day life. I could pour out every truth from the deepest caverns of my conscious and every lie from the depths of my mistakes.
but i'd just end up empty.
and you'd just end up bored.

“If you like a whole bunch of things and I like a whole bunch of things, maybe one of the things that we both like, can be each other.”
— I Wrote This For You (via ifandwhenwerise)
3 months ago
Viaifandwhenwerise
1 note
  1. wishyou reblogged this from ifandwhenwerise
  2. ifandwhenwerise posted this
Theme by paulstraw.