Love is what music is. I think we spend our whole lives trying to pinpoint what love is ‘cause we don’t know and I still don’t know and I don’t think anyone will ever know.
i want the pink haired boy
Man in the Mirror
Day 72 out of 365.
"I’ve been a victim of a selfish kind of love
It’s time that I realize
That there are some with no home, not a nickel to loan
Could it be really me, pretending that they’re not alone?”
me: alright! time to get some important stuff done!
me: *starts watching anime*