The graffiti reads: “I could only afford to buy a spray can and write: Happy birthday, son. I love you.”
This is why it hurts the way it hurts.
You have too many words in your head. There are too many ways to describe the way you feel. You will never have the luxury of a dull ache.
You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much."
- Iain S. Thomas (via southeastskies)
there’s nothing wrong with being a little broken.
it took me this post to realize i need to stop trying to fix people
I love the look on his face when he gets to the smallest one.
i’ve literally been staring at this for ten minutes. are they getting smaller or…?