This has been my favorite time of year my entire life. It’s the one week that I look forward to all 51 other weeks. The week that has given me so much confidence, so many amazing memories… It means so insanely much to me… And this year, I can’t fucking care less. I can’t even begin to describe how heartbreaking this is.
I want to sit with someone at 3 am and talk. Like really talk. I want you to tell me what keeps you up at night, that dream you keep having, what certain songs make you feel like, what you think happens after death. Talk to me about your family and your dreams.
— you intoxicate me (via n4ughty-y)