chompyface:

i was a good student until the crushing weight of reality shattered my hope for the future

And I see colors when I hear your voice

Grab your wings, they’re putting gravity on trial

I see colors, I don’t hear the noise, sometimes we’re only flying for awhile

I could love you in the falling rain,

Grab your things, this is a storm we’re meant to ride

Like synesthesia, aboard a stalling plane,

it’s like we’re only flying for awhile, flying for awhile

No one will comprehend my love for this man, can’t wait to see him in July <3


“Resentment is like taking poison and hoping the other person dies”

Letting it go, I don’t care about you. I’ve successfully Eternal Sunshine-d my mind. I’ve always wondered how people can make themselves not care. It’s a process, and it’s one I think I’ve finally perfected.