We're made out of blood and rust, looking for someone to trust (without a fight)
I think that you came too soon, you're the honey and the moon that lights up my night
it's strange. because after months of absolutely no pictures or words i choose to post 3 public posts at a go and they all hardly make sense. it's become so difficult, trying to share anything with anyone anymore. sometimes closing my doors on everybody comes so naturally i can't even tell if i'm doing the same to you
but if i am, i'm sorry it's the stupidest thing to do.
bored tired (don't want to do china studies anymore) and you are nowhere to be found
i would want nothing more but you know it's never that easy