(via thelovelybones)
as the stars fall on our hands.
I have this thing.
applescrufff: Where I think everything’s about me. Not in a conceited way, but like, if a friend posts something volatile I think they’re mad at me. And in the same, if someone’s posting about loving/liking someone I get this tiny little glimmer of hope that it could be about me. It’s usually just the first one, though.
