I almost called you to tell you that I loved you, but I remembered you wouldn’t care if I was 6 feet under. I chased down half a bottle of vodka tonight in hopes the after taste would burn more then when you said you no longer loved me. But god damn it, I still tasted your fucking lips.
- 3:16 a.m❞
I can’t fucking forget you. (via june—10tth)
addiction (via pillsand-coffee)