I’m lost in Oz
goodbye to the best weekend ever
Fucking miss this
I just want him to know how much he means to me. I don’t think he knows how important he is.
It hurts that I will never have a day like they did today.
I notice everything. And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.