Where you can never sleep because of noisy brain.No matter how tired you are. It's impossible to accomplish anything but lying here in bed. Frustrated and victimized at three in the morning.

My thing is that I'm in love with love. Actually, I'm in love with the possibility of true love. Which could be considered a major problem.

but then you realize that this ‘whole package’ everyone’s looking for is unattainable. No one can be everything you want them to be.

Things fall apart, even when you think they're stronger than anything you could ever imagine.

But you can't get to the place you most want to be without taking a chance.

How can someone who means so much to a person mean nothing the next day?

It’s like once everyone decides who you are, you’re locked into their version of you and that’s it.