ZoePony
It’s late at night
And the taste of cigarettes lingers on my tongue
It’s accompanied by nostalgia and a hopeless yearning for the way things once were -
But my tongue can’t seem to remember the way that you tasted even though I beg it to try —zoepony (reading through my old journals 2012) 

I hate anxiety - I hate nights like this. 

I feel like I can’t catch my breath and I don’t know why… 

hellanne:

by Agu Lepkie

lunaberi:

☼good vibes☼

SH