May 2013
5/20
In an hour I will pack my car with my final bit of luggage.
At 8 I will pick you up from work, a trunk filled with belongings and goodbyes to my now past life.
Tonight we will pretend that this romance is forever.
Tomorrow I will turn my back and drive 300 miles to a land where I don’t belong, un knowing if you’re giving a second thought about my disappearance.
I don’t know how I will feel...
5/19
I’m happy today
You make me sick,
Because I adore you so.
– (via auroraxaustralis)
Thanks for caring
Baby you don’t even notice I’m gone…