I would rather have eyes that cannot see; ears that cannot hear; lips that cannot speak, than a heart that cannot love.
I am not one person; I am many people; I do not altogether know who I am —
Nostalgia is a dirty liar that insists things were better than they seemed.
MOVIES TO WATCH WHEN YOU’RE SAD
Ferris Bueler’s Day Off
Pretty in Pink
I complain, I bitch, and I’m over emotional. You knew what you were getting yourself into. ✌️