Come on, baby, get your broken heart beatin'. Come on, baby, get your empty lungs breathing.

...so where do we go when it's all over, and will you be coming back-coming to me?

The Scene Aesthetic; Dear Time Traveler.

"i guess sometimes its too late to realize those tiny mistakes. things dont always have to make sense tho! remember that!"

*A random person told me this after I corrected a tiny mistake of theirs.

...'cause we lost it all, nothing lasts forever. I'm sorry I can't be perfect.

For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.

I've already given up on myself twice, third time is the charm.

And I hate everything that reminds me of you.

Dead in her mind and chilled to the bone, she opened her eyes and saw she was alone.

...I'm fine here, alone now, without you.

Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness 'cause all of our moves make up for the silence.