Too much collateral damage.
Peacing out to watch this shitshow somewhere far away.
And my eyes are screaming for a sight of you
And tonight I’m dreaming of all the things that we’ve been through
And I can’t hold on to you
So I guess I’ll be lonely too
But I’d rather be here with you
just caught up on downton abbey… my heart hurts terribly :( it’s hard not to be so invested in it, with such an incredibly talented cast.
now onwards to game of thrones, where my heart will be shattered into even smaller pieces! there will be only little bits of it left by the end of summer, and the rest will lie in the graves of deceased fictional characters.
alas, what a woeful, sorrowful life I live.
I feel like such a grownup, working 7 hours a day, packing my own lunch, coming home and cleaning, taking care of my boyfriend’s 3 month old kitten…
it’s a kind of sort of good feeling. I don’t really understand it, but I like it.
tonight is a night for self-reflection. a night to open up and heal old wounds and insecurities, a night to finally finish the unresolved chapters of the past. a night to make peace with who I am and who I used to be.
I am defined by who I choose to be.