I fall in love with shadows,
sometimes. Or with the voices
of telemarketers, or the
footsteps of the person walking
behind me. I woke up in love
with someone I saw in my
dream, once. I only like to
give my heart to things that
will give it right back. I stopped
trusting in real love the first
time I asked someone to keep
me, and they told me they
could not.
anne, I don’t love for real anymore (via anneisrestless)