I wanted to text you. But then I remembered we don’t talk anymore.
(Source: runawaytrain, via cestcharlie)
(Source: runawaytrain, via cestcharlie)
I don’t know why, but when I’m deleting my old messages, it feels like I’m deleting my memories. Funny moments, sweet moments, stupid moments, etc. Kind of like I’m erasing the evidence
(Source: likegillian, via nena-annabelle-deactivated20110)
I’m looking for that guy who can cup the back of my neck like this and make my knees weaken. It’s a big expectation, but I want it. I’m worth it.