12:39 AM
*the world
"And in the beginning, my lungs had too much air in them, whenever you were near, like I could never breathe out enough. And in the end, my throat closed, whenever you were far, like I could never breathe in again."
— Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via 4mbivalent)
i swear i’m not heartless (by later operator)
(by tuesday blouse)









