09:53
thevirtualhermit:
We write plays in our heads
Dictating each other’s perfect lines
Every word we wish to hear
All the gestures to make our hearts skip
We hide the scripts in drawers
Give the leads no direction
Then complain about the acting.
(via theclotheshorse)
09:36
Don’t want to see you. Don’t want to see any one. I’d rather lie in bed and think of what a waste of space my existence has become.
