These are the days that must happen to you.
how it feels
to be someone
who misses you,
and hates you
at the same time
you can teach me
let you go.
I’ll never be busy enough to not miss you.
Me: guys I think I’m dying
Cara: you’re not dying you’re just heartbroken
Caitlin: she’s not heartbroken
Cara: but she’s missing him. They’re quite similar
I am stalking your tumblr (what of it? i took the semester off, i’m bored) and this made me the saddest of sads. but then i read the post “cara: i did not shit in that toliet” and i laughed so hard because who i am
so deep then so weird