nothing

you made flowers grow in my lungs, and even though they are beautiful, i can't fucking breathe

[84817023]

[understands]

[recaption]

[understands]

[destroymylife]

[ohyourewelcome]

friends on a roof last night

[corsicans]

[destroymylife]

[midnight-charm]

[7elevn]

[serious]

she found the colors

[theists-deactivated20170714]

[untrustyou]

[danger]

[quotemadness]

Human relationships were strange. I mean, you were with one person a while, eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them, talking to them, going places together, and then it stopped.

Charles Bukowski (via quotemadness)

[adapts]

via weheartit

[digitalgurl]