No tiene filtro, lo juro.
This is only Hayley, but I miss them so much :(
I miss you, I miss you so fucking bad..
So bad that I forced myself to remember how to have lucid dreams. To avoid dreaming of you.
So bad that I felt the urgency - the need - to run away. Literally, just running away until my feet gave up and I could not easily return. I felt the physical need of running.
So bad that I cannot even remember your voice, at least the way that I think it was. Your pitch, your tone.. If I did, I am sure that I would not be OK. I remember your laugh, at least in tiny bits. God, I miss making you laugh.
I miss you, but the fact of doing so or ranting about it will not change anything. Why? Because we would’ve done something about us.
i got 99 problems and probably about 94 of them come from my lack of motivation to do anything
people who laugh so hard at their own jokes that they can’t even finish the joke because they’re laughing so hard are my favorite kind of people