I notice everything. And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
all i can think about is kissing you and killing myself
I’ll care even when you think I don’t. I’ll always care……..
can my bod look like this or
take me back to the sea ~
missing you always Edward <3