“to be loved like this”

some things never change

that feeling. it's almost the end of August. the air changes. the smell. deep conversations. the void comes back. pure joy

this

the song that we learnt by heart in middle school for music classes

i just love the calmness of voice and perfectly gentle notes, they remind me of careless school days

how it feels to share any slightly personal information with someone

this film could solve all my problems or cause severe damage

how i love the parallels..

i feel it's my anger that has helped me keep going