I am exhausted, fatigued by life, by the noise and the silence, the people, and the empty rooms, the light and the dark; by hope and despair.

S: I’ve been reliably informed that I don’t have one.
M: Oh, but we both know that’s not quite true. (X)

I’m always coming back, you can bet on that, you’re the only place I call home.

i read you like a map, but all you left me was alone