i am warm and i am bored and i am drifting through this place 
it’s no better or worse than anything else that’s ever happened to me 
but i wish that i’d never met a lot of the people that i’ve met 
not because i don’t like them but because i only let them down 
and when you disappoint everyone all the time it’s hard not to want to die constantly i feel this weird and shameful feeling 
like im being watched by a thousand glowing, vengeful eyes 
behind one way mirrors in public bathrooms and in metro cars 
and everywhere i go i know i’m not welcome.

I’m always soft for you, that’s the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say ‘come here, it’s been too long, it felt like home with you.’
― Azra.T “My Heart is Full of Open Windows.” (via 5000letters)


You don’t understand what I see in you that you can’t find in yourself, but that’s okay, I see forests in your desert areas.