i fucking hate myself for letting my guard down and falling back into old patterns i haven’t been in in months. i blame myself for all of it.
you bend over
them too often,
bound to snap
under pressure. Noor Shirazie (via aestheticintrovert)
I just don’t know how to tell you I like you, I don’t know how to let three syllables leave my mouth and enter your ears without something in my mind hold me back or something in your heart keep you from saying them too.