moo (by ryan gorey)
everything breaks my heart
always remember someone’s effort is a reflection of their interest in you
I’ve become extremely selective with the people I allow into my space.
i like to stay up at night because the world feels like it stops for a few hours and you don’t have any responsibilities
“I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.”
— Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and Song of Despair
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