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2 September 14


Your Heart Is As Black As Night - Melody Gardot

Reblogged: swedenblog

30 August 14

It’s like, hurting me on weekends is your favourite thing to do.

28 August 14


23 August 14
You are made
out of comets
and stars.

Do not surround
yourself with those
that treat you like
dirt and dust.

Reblogged: ccballard

18 August 14

Stacey Kent - They Can’t Take That Away From Me

This tune got me so emotional lately…

Reblogged: elalmavieja

Posted: 10:21 AM
These days, I’m at my emptiest.

Reblogged: deletingmyself

17 August 14

….and then I cried myself to sleep. Like I always do. Homesick.

15 August 14

I miss you so much it hurts

13 August 14

To just lay there,
with you,
feel your skin next to mine.

As much as I love it,
I hate how I’ve become dependent to you.

For comfort,
for company,
for sanity,
I shouldn’t be needing you that much, should I?

10 August 14

I miss you.
Your voice, your touch, your scent, you.

I miss our Sundays together.
Just chilling together, having meals together.

I miss our weekdays together.
Working together, resting together.

I miss your stories.
Your clever brain, the things you know, I love listening to you telling stories.

I miss looking at you.
From across my desk, from your bed, looking at you asleep, I’m always so glad that I can look at you.

I miss talking to you.
Although sometimes I will have to repeat or get ignored ‘cause you’re playing your favourite game, I’d still talk to you.

I miss kissing you.
I may not be good at it but it feels so right, ‘cause those lips belong to you.

I miss…I miss everything about you.
But I don’t wanna tell you all this at once, ‘cause I don’t wanna scare you.

I miss you.
A lot; I’ve never missed anyone as much as I’m missing you.

Baby come back home soon, will you?
I’ll still be here waiting for you.

Although it’s funny, you are my home.
I’m waiting for you to come back to make this place feels like home. Again.

PS. I will clean your room and bathroom, but promise me to come home soon. You know how much I hate cleaning bathrooms, don’t you?

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh