"If you were drunk, locked in a room with everyone you ever loved, whose arms would you fall into?"*
I'd reply that I'm too weak to lie so I'd merely fall to the floor, whether room hollow or crowded mocking me from how I let myself care so much or so little.
But think again; if I were ever locked in a room with everyone I ever cared about, I haven't got the slightest idea about who'd reside. And for some reason, I can't help but do what I do most, Wonder and overanalyze and ask myself: *Would you be there?
based off a hipster quote i saw in tumblr. credit to whoever came up with it.