do you ever call someone to just hear their voice. to listen to their breathes, to hear them say your name. i miss it. i miss everything about them. the distance kills me and no matter how hard i try or how hard i try to stay strong it’ll never work i’m no longer apart of their life they don’t need me anymore..but all i want is to be theirs again.
This is perfection.
If you ever want to shut me up, let me ride shotgun, turn the music up, wind down the windows and drive me down a dark road under a starry sky.
This is when I’m at my best.
I have a passionate love affair with the way the world looks from a moving vehicle.
it would be better if everyone on tumblr could get off their butts im sure it would look a lot prettier but who are we kidding. this is as close as we’ll get.
really? i don’t really know you anymore..but yeah