Taylor Reid.

I follow my heart and I try to believe in my passion. I go through the motions and attempt to make a name for myself a long the way. I find little ways to make myself happy. I tell myself that I’m doing something good. And then I find myself in a corner. The lights turn off, the shades are shut. The people talk, but I hear something completely different. “They want this”. I tell myself. They embrace my failures. The darkness sets them free. Before I know it, the bottles are empty and God isn’t real anymore. Someone cracks open the door and burns down the old one. This is what I wanted.

theres no excuse im just a shitty person on the inside. Ive got a monster.

it was a little awkward waking up and thinking about you.

Well, you remind me of her. and once in a while i tend to say things that remind me of us. I can’t help it. 

you are truly amazing. i love the way you make me feel. it is like nothing else.