
I miss Italy. I’ve honestly never been that happy and stress free. Really, I never questioned once if I was happy.
What I would give for one more late night in that hotel lobby…
(via quote-book)
I don’t want to go to college. Everything’s going to fucking change.
I just want to say here with my boyfriend, my best friends, and my school.
By leaving, I’m losing all of that. Why did it take so long for me to be happy here?
Sad Kaitlyn. :(
Lord, I don’t know which way I am going. Which way am I going? I still have such a long way to go.
Does thinking about
If you think about me count
As thinking of you?
Now your bowl is empty
And your feet are cold
And your body cannot stop rocking
I know
It hurts to let go
Since the day we found you
You have been our friend
And your voice still echoes in the hallways of this house
But now
It’s the end
We will be with you
When you’re leaving
We will be with you
When you go
We will be with you
And hold you till you’re quiet
It hurts to let you go
We will be with you
You will be with us