i think a lot. and i like to ask a lot of questions. sometimes they're appropriate. sometimes they're not. that's the beauty of knowing me. hmmm.

via heartbeat city:

things that might keep you from falling asleep if you live in new york:

everything,

specifically:

the book you read until 2am

the blog you read until 2am

it’s 2am and you have to get up at 7am

and you just want to keep reading.

the people you don’t live with

the people you don’t sleep with

the people you swear you could fall asleep to

if only they were here.

your plans for tomorrow

your plans for today

the places where all the goddamn hours go to

the hope of somewhere good.

these are things that will keep you up at night anywhere. they keep me awake all the time. and all of the questions i haven't asked yet.

tell me, what can i say? tell me, what can i do? can i make you stay? can i hit undo? tell me, is there a way? because i don't have a clue. can i make you stay? can i hit undooo? (guy sebastian, undo)