I notice everything. And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering // Nicole Krauss.
As long as the music is loud enough we won’t hear the world falling apart
o yea the 90s. the 90s were great. fuckin sick. raw as hell. learning how to speak. crying for no reason. shitting in my diaper
Is tumblr fucking up for anyone else? Like my posts aren’t getting any notes