Katie: 20 y/o American Russian major and baritone player, loves pretty things and poetry! Also Homestuck, Night Vale, and Hannibal. Lots of Hannibal.Ask me anything
I go to bed alone, and I wake up alone. Knowing this no longer bothers me.
I’ve made friends with my loneliness. It has showed me how to explore myself. I am still foreign to most of my limbs.
I want you to be happy. Whether it be with someone new, or someone who you told me you never thought of again since I took over the spaces in your head.
I still know the name of the constellation we titled in memory of our love. And even if our passion has burned out, I know that those stars never will.
I can look at a picture of you now without cringing at the thought that you are out there with someone else, learning how to spell their name with your tongue.
The print of your lips will always be a permanent part of my skin. But they were right when they said that a scar like that would be something you would grow so used to, you wouldn’t even remember that it was there. "Just so you know," - Colleen Brown (via mostlyfiction)