me: "showers "
me: "changes into clean pajamas"
The sad moment when you realize how alone you actually are. No one ever messages you first or texts you first or anything. So it gets to the point where you don’t want to put in the effort with people who don’t put in any effort for you, so you end up spending your life at home, never going anywhere.
when I’m just trying to find the nerve to touch your face."
written by Andrea Gibson, “Pansies” (via pfelps)