We all share the pain of our histories
But the ache goes away if you could see
This night under stars, well, I call it peace
I’m pretty sure I somehow skipped the young, carefree stage of life and went straight to being bitter and resentful.
(via immexicannotasian)
one time at starbucks on my cup they wrote “fuck i can’t remember your name”
(via literallybread)
