“Boredom is the feeling that everything is a waste of time; serenity, that nothing is.”

so tonight, when i left here, all i said was “goodbye” and thats alright. no “i’ll see you later”. i’ve been trying my whole life.
And if its an eye for an eye, why cant i get this right? i’m too slow to go fast, i’m too nervous to do that. so i run, run away.. why should i….

wearing their hearts on their sleeves, but oh, how good it felt to have them worn just like they should