i was sticking up for my friend, when there’s nothing much to defend. it’s a lost fight. it’s a lost fight. cuz when i talk to you on the phone, well it’s just like being alone. it’s not half right. it’s not half right.
If you get lonely every time you’re alone, then I can only assume you’re boring or you’re a complete asshole to yourself. The moments I’m alone are some of my best. And I’m still an asshole to myself. Finding your own identity in other people is probably one of the most self destructive things you can do to yourself, asshole.
have you ever just looked at someone and thought, my fucking god i love you. i love every goddamn ounce. i love your bones and your soul. but I’m a loser, who just doesn’t wanna lose you. i can lose fucking everything, but not you. oh god. not you.
“Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self-portrait. Everything is a diary.”—Chuck Palahniuk (via psych-facts)