LEX

yet again going (grief) shopping with my dad. I don’t mind shopping with him but it makes realize I’m alone and makes me sad a little.

So I will run
Until my feet don’t touch the ground
And as the waves carry me out
Keep listening
She’ll never make a sound

So keep it coming and the details quiet
She’s like the ghost that keeps you up all night

Life becomes easier when you learn to accept an apology you never got.

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—	Robert Brault (via ifabodycatchabody)

I hate the sound of my phone when/if I get a text message. I just got one from my bro, the very sound of it made me cry because it stupidly reminds me of him and made me think he’d text me (stupid of me thinking that) and I can’t even change the ring since there aren’t any other short ones.

‎”I’ll be ok” is that what you want me to say? It’s called ‘breakup’ cause it’s broken.</3

This conversation has had no face, when the words take days you can re-write and erase anything.

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—	The Last Something That Meant Anything, Mayday Parade (via kilyriley)

antodarlingg:

And you were just about to tell me how you meant that you were sorry, and the nights we’ve spent have really meant the world to you.