yearsofsilence

"and in the end, we were just humans drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokeness."

hey pretty eyes are we dreaming this life?

Having a crush is so stupid like why is this mf in my head at 8am

when the moonlight dies I'm living inside this hell;

my finger on the trigger and i'm skating on ice

I keep hoping for you to save me

I keep waiting for death to take me

can you turn back time to change what you have done?

"you sip my poison and I sip yours" if that isn't love, then what did the poets talk about?

تاریکم؛ فردا سراغ من بیا.

Don't you ever leave me alone, my war is over be my shelter from the storm;