Forgiveness is warm. Like a tear on a cheek. Think of that and of me when you stand in the rain. I loved you completely, and you loved me the same. That’s all. The rest is confetti.
Nell Crain - The Haunting Of Hill House
I could have a cuter room if I wasn’t a goblin who threw all her shit on the floor
Hey guy, if your Instagram is filled with photos of chicks on beds half naked, you’re not an artistic photographer, you’re a creepy dude. Whoops. There I said it.
