Te Tumbas En La Cama Con La Intención De Dormir, Y Lo Único Que Haces Es Imaginar Mil Cosas Que Te Gustaría Vivir.
fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.
