Too much thinking. Head being flooded with thoughts, memories. Overthinking. Reminders of the past. Trying to forget doesn’t even work one bit. Sudden flashbacks. Telling myself not to go back there, but I do anyway.
It’s my fault for keeping that old tumblr up anyway. Even if I don’t update it, it’s just there for memories’ sake. I really want to delete it, but I can’t bring myself to. And suddenly I feel the need to cry because when I read through those chats and text posts, I miss it.
I know I’ll never have the same relationship with Josh, Jordan, Kacie, Rubin, or Peter again. I look back and realize how much has changed and I’m shuffling through all the posts trying to figure out where whatever went wrong and I can’t find it.
It’s a constant battle of wanting to remember and wanting to forget.

(via dih-leer-ee-uhs)
I think what I want most is a group of people that I can really call a “family”. Not just a group of people I have fun with, but people I can actually talk to and people who’d understand. The Old Group was a group of people that were nice to have fun with, but I never really felt attached to them. Even with all these people, I feel really lonely— like there’s no one to talk to. I want to find “home”
Josh & Jordan: NIGGA FUCK YO COUCH.
Couch: breaks-

top left is really cute ;A;
(Source: fashionoverhype)