“And if my lungs still let me breathe, will you be there for me?” —(via coastlinesunknowntome)
im stuck in a coma, stuck in a never ending sleep. and some day i will wake up and realize i made up everything.
Blame it on the weather, but I'm a mess And this February darkness has me hating everyone And I know I need your comfort, but this drama makes me sick And the longer I lay here I know it's harder to get up without you
sometimes you just need someone to cuddle with.