my whole life is the one episode of Friends where Ross drinks all those margaritas and keeps telling everyone that hes fine when he clearly isn’t fine
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How can I ever look at another guy in that way
When all I can see is your face?
How will my heart ever heal
When every time I look at you it breaks all over again?And how can I ever forget you
When memories of you are carved into every part of me?
How can I ever be whole again
When a part of me will stay with you forever?How can I stop myself from falling apart
When you’re the only thing that can hold me together?
How can I ever move on
When I’m falling in love with you more each day?Tell me
How can I live
While you’re in love with someone else?
How can I live (via thingsgothroughmyhead)
I want you to take pictures of me, in the sunset, in bed. I want you to tell me I’m beautiful, I’m art, we’re art.
this may sound conceited, but (a.m)
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