Why do I always feel like I’m leaving the best people I’ve ever known behind. The people that give me good vibes and great company are the ones I need to surround myself with, grow mature with, get to know better, and learn from. But, I always find myself saying these awful goodbyes, forcing myself to move on; it just feels wrong. Empty promises to myself: I’ll experience better things and meet new people… Ha, trust me, I would love to believe that as much as the next person.
I need to be more wholesome.
i wanna read drink coffee thrift then top the day off watching the weeknd in concert
What could have been. What magic you and I could have created.