Some dogs act like people and some people act like dogs.
It didnโt rain for you, maybe, but it always rains for me. The sky shatters and rains shards of glass.
What is nothing to you, can be love to me
Robbing someone of their smile and putting it on your own face doesn't make you happy.
I walked around Soho's street for over an hour, running into familiar faces but never once stopping to chat. It was then that I felt something discomforting and comforting all at once. I didn't want to be here, in this city, anymore.
Crying is easy, like breathing- the more you hold it in, the more you let out.