i was born on the 23rd day of august. feast day of vulcan. day gaddafi’s regime fell. day julian casablancas was born.
im doing literally everything like fucking everything you want i dont know what there is left for me to do what is there left for me to give that i havent already given you i want to fix this so badly i fucking do and you dont fucking realise that you are literally the most important fucking thing on this planet to me and i am so fucking empty without you there is literally noone i have nobody i have nothing i am nothing and im trying to be okay with this fucking void fucking ache fucking longing and its so pathetic but you dont give a shit anymore and it physically fucking hurts me that you can toss me aside like i dont matter to you anymore and really did i ever fucking matter to you at all what the fuck was i thinking what the fuck am i supposed to do
"The Last One", the series finale of the television sitcom Friends. (2004)
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