most of the things that keep me up in bed, most of the things i regret, are the things i haven’t said.

i wonder how deep i can fall in love you.

tired of this fake love, show me what you’re made of. -bebe rexha

running around in circles is all we do. we need to start loving, its way past due. i don’t want this poor excuse for affection. tell me that you’ll give me protection.

what do you do when sleep can’t fix you?