These will all be stories in the end, someday. We’re all stories in the end; it’s our job to make them good ones. In essence, the stories we love do have a way of coming back to us forever.
(via kennyviakenny)
I’m scared.
I’m scared that you’re gonna disappear from my life and drift off like everybody else. I’m scares that my friends secretly hate me, I’m scared of having nothing else except memories. I’m scared of not being good enough for anyone. I’m so scared and to me, it feels like nobody cares.
