I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.

And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn’t really change the fact that you have what you have.

greyola:

Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Maps

My ring tone for the longest time…

Loneliness becomes an acid that eats away at you.