Reblogged

If you dont understand me, your understanding perfectly.

"I guess some people are just born with tragedy in their blood"

I really do miss having someone to hold on to at night. I mean, its completely acceptable being single and i promised i'd love no one else before i loved myself, but i feel im being starved of a compassionate touch.
I miss being loved unconditionally

6:34 we meet again

Again i find myself in an insomniac daze, blankly staring at the golden sunlight creeping ever so quietly throught my bedroom door. Maybe its because im thinking about you again. Or rather love.
Im plagued by the consequenses of my own actions, my own careless mistakes. But mistakes seem to be the only thing i can achieve at the moment. I can only be used.