I'll probably just post random shit.
I wonder what you say when people ask about
what ever happened to the possibility of you and I.
I wonder if you tell them about when you
were in a long term relationship and 3000 kilometres from my bed,
you still messaged me every night.
Telling me how bad things were. How much you missed me.
How perfect I was. Fast forward to a year later,
and I’m with one of your oldest friends.
You only live an hour away now, and yet I never
hear a word from you.
Once upon a time, you were my lifejacket.
I desperately needed you whilst I was drowning,
but you were no use to me on land.
I guess that I used you. I guess I deserve this.
But you’re still a shitty person for convincing me that you cared,
and then leaving me on the ground.
for what it’s worth: I’m sorry, IS. (via wordsofindya)
The Time Traveler’s Wife. (via 24th-ofjune)
You’re a work of art, IS. (via wordsofindya)
it’s still so weird to think that people I’ve followed on social media sites for ages actually have normal names that aren’t their usernames
I wish I lived closer to my friends so I could photograph them. They’re all so beautiful and unique.
I have a lovely, diverse selection of friends and it’s so great. I have a friend that likes writing (like me yay), a friend who knows a lot about make-up, I have a friend that’s into gaming (as is Daniel, which helps me being able to keep up with certain topics), I have friends that play sports, friends that like dancing and so much more. It’s great having friends with all different personalities and interests, I learn so much from each one of them. (◠‿◠)✿