discomfited:

"I write your name on each one of my cigarettes, hoping you’ll burn up in smoke just like the tobacco and nicotine. I thought eventually you’d turn to ashes and disappear—but then I realized that you’ve been in my lungs this whole time."
(x)

discomfited:

"I write your name on each one of my cigarettes, hoping you’ll burn up in smoke just like the tobacco and nicotine. I thought eventually you’d turn to ashes and disappear—but then I realized that you’ve been in my lungs this whole time."

(x)

(via xchloe)