when I wake to share my ache
your eyes are closed and crying
It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. It’s like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down through the air and there’s a sickly moment of dark surprise.
― A Series of Unfortunate Events (Lemony Snicket)
I want your stupid fucking sense of humour making me laugh at 4am when I have to be up at 6.
― unknown (via unlively)
Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want - The Smiths