My name's Nick. There isn't really much to say about me.

 

refinedmind:

Just before nightfall I decided to take a walk outside. The sky was low, enveloping any object in its reach. It formed a dull, purplish haze - like nothing I’d seen before. The streets were empty. Not a single soul was out. It was oddly peaceful - imagining I was the only one left.

afteracollapse:

Just found this entry in one of my old journals.
"When the person you love changes, do you still love them? Or are you now in love with someone who doesn’t exist? Are you in love with a memory? A ghost? It sure is haunting…"

afteracollapse:

Just found this entry in one of my old journals.

"When the person you love changes, do you still love them? Or are you now in love with someone who doesn’t exist? Are you in love with a memory? A ghost? It sure is haunting…"

4:30 am
Tired. I can feel the moon.
Sleep is so elusive

4:30 am
Tired. I can feel the moon.
Sleep is so elusive