If they miss you, they’ll call. If they want you, they’ll say it. If they care, they’ll show it. And if not, they aren’t worth your time. (via jasfuckinq)

(Source: heyjonwin, via bluntbutt)

You deserve the kind of love you would give someone else. I don’t feel like I get a fraction of what I give. 

(Source: write2014, via anastasiaeatscities)


via agreeing One Evening in San Francisco

I want to be in you SF.

He could not break apart the waves to bring her safely back in. He watched her hand break through the surface once the disappear again. Forever wait inside the sea for me my dear I hear you. 

We went to the Tigers game this weekend.

My demons washing away like prints in the sand. I wish I could turn back time just to feel you again. I would burn a thousand miles to be with you, my wildfire.



Please come home, please don’t go. I don’t care about what you did to me. I’d choose you over and over. I’d walk into that fucking bar a million times over and over again. I’d do it all over again. If it meant I’d end up next to you. I’m lost. I’m talking to myself, I keep checking my phone. Where are you? Why did you leave me like this. Come home.

626 days sober.