A sentimental yearning for the hapiness of a former place or time

“Nobody drinks a bottle of vodka for fun, and that’s a damn fact.”

– The most sober thing a drunk person could say  (via bl-ossomed)

fierrrrrrce:

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fierrrrrrce:

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“I have so much of you in my heart.”

– John Keats, from a letter to Fanny Brawne (via confusingmisery)

“You should not
have to rip yourself
into pieces to keep
others whole.”

i am seeing less and less of you (via bothhappy—andsad)

Have you ever just looked at someone and thought, “I really love you”. They’re just talking or humming or watching a movie or reading a book or laughing or something, and there’s something about them in that moment that makes you think, “I just really love you”?

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