“there are these particular fragments of my life that I keep going back to. I just can’t seem to let go. I only seem to be able to dwell in my past every second my mind isn’t busy; on my way to the bus stop, sitting on the train, walking through the city. I just keep constantly thinking about places that are left in the past. when I’m walking to the bus stop, I’m imagining the one I used to walk to years ago and when walking across this city, I’m fantasizing about the one I used to live in ages ago. I just miss how my life used to be and it hurts because I know for sure that I’m never going to be able to live another second of it.”— I just miss how my life used to be.
“Was it love, or was it just mere loneliness? Did you really care or were you just curious? Did we really need each other, or were we just trying to find some comfort in a different pair of arms?”— Lukas W. // What was it?
“To whom do I owe the biggest apology? No one’s been crueler than I’ve been to me.”— Alanis Morissette, Sorry to Myself
