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if i look back, i am lost

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Travis Scott sketchy/design by blck-xcvi
instagram: @blck.xcvi
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you all only hate me because you do not like me and i am mean to you. grow up
Marcin Gorsky
Beijing, CHINA, 2012
this game rules
Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies
Im stuck. Caught up in unrequited love so one sided you've drifted into my dreams.
I carry you on my back and you whisper in my ear all day. Talking to me, lingering in my mind like a nostalgic smell.
Maybe I'm schizophrenic? Imaging moments where you wrapped you're arms around me, or even held a conversation with me. So vivid I thought they were real.
But where does your voice go when I look at you or see you laughing with your friends? I'm lucky enough to hold eye contact with you and not feel so nervous.
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NIGHT DIRVE. ALL CRUISE. NO BREAKS
“Driving away”, by Le Castle Vania & Sunsun; // “Driving away from home (Jim’s Tune)”, by It’s Inmaterial; // “Drive”, by Halsey
I know I should let go
I can't help but keep wishing
On each 11:11 morning and night
On each bundle of fluffy seeds
On each star falling from it's perch
On each candle as the years creep forward
I can't help but keep hoping
I wish you loved me too
I wish I could be a child again, trying to catch the sunlight.
the inner child in me
whispers at night
don't forget me.
—𝓜𝓼. 𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓮
M.S. (via coffee-crinkled-pages)
Los Angeles, CA..