Trust to some was placing all your insecurities and beliefs in one single person, and hoping he or she wouldn’t squash them.

Impending doom, it was a familiar sweater, we all wore it and as scratchy as it felt against our skin, we kept it on.

Trust, you give it and you take it away. You believe it with everything you have in you, you allow your heart to trust somebody else. I trusted very few in life, but sometimes you just needed to give in and fight the urge to flee.

Everyone is screwed up, the ones who try to say they aren’t, they’re the ones who are the worst off.

Kenny rested his hand on my leg, patting it delicately. His thoughts staying just that, thoughts, as we drove in silence, back to my prison of paradise, back to the one place I knew I could be happy, yet miserable, all in the same day.

People expected something for nothing, that’s why they did nothing so beautifully these days.