Do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things I would never have the guts to say when the sun is up.
the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can’t say tomorrow day
all the people around me are falling in love and im just here falling asleep
→ Coachella through the years [2011 - 2014]
what the hell
- Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children (via lifeinpoetry)