this is growing up.
you get numbed to the things you used to hold dearly.
you let go of the people you used to hug tightly.
the voids in your heart are created by every new experience, every new person.
you only want more.
(via difficult)
kinda fucked up that we’ve not only already had 4 months this year but we’re starting a 5th… looks like 2017 is the year of months
(via inferencing)
