Reblogged from kirstenconnur
The Night We Were Kings
During the night, a boy and a girl, escape from the city, running away towards nature, only to be the kings of the night.
(Source: brain-food)
I like drinking
coffeetea alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.
(Source: buddhacoffee)
What do you do when everything you have been trying to convince yourself is real and true, really isn’t? What do you do when you realize your best friend doesn’t give a shit about your life, when you family does nothing but judge you, yet you’re completely stuck where you are? What do you do when you realize everything you love is fake?
