"i thought he was gone, mom. really, gone. the whole time he was in the hospital, i was just making up this list of the things i would tell him if i just got one more chance. and now, he’s okay, and i’m so glad that he’s okay. but i guess i’m just stuck with that list, though. there’s all these thoughts and all these feelings that are just bashing around in my head every single time that i see him. and i wanna be able to trust him again, just start over, but you’re right. people don’t change"
aria, pll 5x10
balloons are weird like happy birthday here’s a plastic sack of my breath