“Why Is It That One Runs To One’s Ruin? Why Has Destruction Such A Fascination?”

by touch, by smell.

i would know him blind—

i would know him in death.

I think I was just born with something dark and ugly inside of me.

Always waiting to be found out.

being as i am an idiot, and having been one my whole life, i just wanna say that i find it very easy to do nothing, and go nowhere. i eat chocolate late at night in the dark. i stand in the garden also. and i’m often waiting for something to happen. and i’m stupid.

And he'll return to me, aching to be hold, aching to be loved.

(excerpts from the long lost lover)/siyah

Hunter S. Thompson // Sylvia Plath // N.M. Sanchez

“I Can’t Remember Where I Put My Phone Two Seconds Ago But I Vividly Remember Every Embarrassing Thing I’ve Said Or Done Since 2008” a book written by me

the five love languages are the brushing of fingertips, sarcasm, exploring magical forests, pizza, and late night drives

Will I ever forgive myself for being pathetic in love? For being sick and sad all the time.

- hopeless romanticism ( 100 quotes from the breakup)

In the evening,I heard you listening to music,it was hollywood. Cool music and you enjoyed it without me. I was alone in the next room,and you enjoyed the music and smoking a cigarette.You looked happier and in PEACE.

I think, peace was missing in us.