How horrifying that morning when you wake up and your first thought is not of the person who has left. That’s when you know, I will never die of a broken heart.

Decisions. Where, what, why. Can't handle them. So I'm prolonging the indecision with higher education.

How horrifying that morning when you wake up and your first thought is not of the person who has left. That’s when you know, I will never die of a broken heart.

They adore you beacause they think you offer up your friendship and ask for nothing in return. But that's not true-' He took a deep breath. 'You do ask for something. You ask that we never expect you to need us.

The truths we conceal don't disappear Raheen, they appear in different forms

When you can be this, why are you ever anything else? - Broken Verses

How do you eat your roots?