𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 ; Last night, you stood before beauty you could never reach.

I need you to crave me and make it obvious. That nonchalant bullshit? I don’t do that.

. . ,

Sweetheart…you really don’t wanna confuse silence with indifference. You think this calm? You think I’m not coming apart at the seams just watching you breathe in the same room as me? Nah. This isn’t me being cool. This is me caging the storm, Melina. —

I am so madly in love with Noah Young… look at what he’s done to me?

I am sensing I won’t like him… my list of friends is very short.

Can you stop talking about me?

My thoughts decay my mind.

𝐋𝐞 𝐂œ𝐮𝐫 𝐕𝐢𝐝𝐞 tumblr.com/coloremortelle…

Some days it feels easier to surrender to the noise and simply fade into it, as if existence itself could be quieted by disappearing quietly into its current.