July 2012
Sometimes at night I suddenly become aware of all the things I’m missing out on right now, and all the people who I’m not close to anymore, and all of the good times that will never happen again, and all the people who meant the world to me who have forgotten about me forever, and I get this awful feeling that’s kind of like a mix between loneliness and nostalgia.
Never Fully
dearoldlove:
I guess I’ll never fully understand how you could just wake up one day and stop loving me.
Anymore
dearoldlove:
I don’t think about you anymore, but I don’t think about you anyless.
“Parting your soup is not a miracle Bruce, it’s a magic trick. A single mom who’s...”
– God : The Movie, Bruce Almighty (via engiyong)
