Justin went back to school and I am so fucking sad.
The hardest part about saying goodbye is standing on the curb, watching his car pull away through teary eyes, and resisting the urge to run after his car. Because he forgot something very important: me.
I love him, and I can’t wait until the holidays when we can be together again.
• 20 August 2014 • 4 notes
You always ask me what I’m thinking and for some reason, I can never quite come up with an answer for you.
I’m thinking about how talking to you is the best part of my day and how i completely forget about everything else.
I’m thinking about how much I love your smile and how I would do anything to make sure that I see it more often.
I’m thinking about how you worry me sometimes when you get that look on your face like you’ve just completely given up.
I’m thinking about how I wish I was with you, holding you, making you breakfast and never letting you go.
Mostly I’m thinking about how I got this lucky and how much I want you in my life, no matter how hard it could be.
— Letters to the exception (via reality-escape-artist)
• 20 August 2014 • 1,447 notes
You have the hands that hold my heart
Please be careful
‘Cause it’s been bruised and torn apart
And I can’t handle to be far for long
• 16 August 2014 • 2 notes
“Its not the weight of the world on my shoulders, It’s the weight of my boat, and that’s my world.”
— Something I wrote in my sketchbook (via iam7seat)
• 15 August 2014 • 189 notes