if i could say you never remember your first love I’d be lying, because it seems that it’s all i can remember in the most inappropriate situations. you see she would reenter my life when I was unconscious and completely unaware and make me feel nothing other then the bittersweet love i have for her. and then i wake up with someone else curled around me, and i feel sick to my stomach and desperately wish you didn’t have this kind of hold on me. they say you always remember your first love, and i know i will.
we evolved for hundreds of thousands of years to hunt and eat and live a certain way and now we all are forced to live in cement buildings and sit at ur job from 9-5 and u wonder why everyone seems to have a psychological disorder
“And it has been
of a year.
I have worn
under my sleeves,
on my thighs,
running down my cheeks.
This is what
looks like, my dear.”—Michelle K., It Has Been One Hell of a Year (via aestheticintrovert)
“She had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, like when you’re swimming and you want to put your feet down on something solid, but the water’s deeper than you think and there’s nothing there.”—~ Julia Gregson, East of the Sun (via theriverjordyn)