Irish accents, lying on someones chest and hearing their heartbeat, chai latte, Paramore, everything French, spooning, country drives, nights out, lying in bed with a million blankets, the sound of rain, going through clouds in a plane, lying in the sun, checked shirts
'How will I ever get out of this labyrinth?'
“I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone. It gives me time to think, and set my mind free. I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.”