And I’m still picking apart
That winter night we found ourselves falling out of love
First Press 300 Maroon Opaque
Departures // 21
“I want you to know that I’m trying. I know I don’t want to see you, but I can’t help myself. I keep trying to say goodbye. I can’t find the words. For what it’s now worth, I wish I’d never met you. I’ve tried to say goodbye so many fucking times, but those years are always on my mind.”
More than life/departures/swan dive -Bolzano, Italy
My Departures collection(missing the NS Subscription version of the split and tests).