i love these pictures and i’ve been wanting to share them for awhile, but at the same time they’re jarring for me despite us being together again and working out our issues.
you’d never know that this was the day we broke up. that only two hours after these pictures i was packing bags and emptying the shelves behind us of all my possessions. it’s really fucked up how we’re capable of loving someone and caring about them so much and yet still hurt them. there’s actually a bunch of pictures of us smiling and touching each other from that morning.