Hello darkness my old friend, I’ve come to talk with you again.
The sound of silence (via chaotic-emotions)
Night air, good conversation, and a sky full of stars can heal almost any wound.
Beau Taplin, Remedy (via thelovejournals)
Why are old lovers able to become friends? Two reasons. They never truly loved each other, or they love each other still.
Whitney Otto, How to Make an American Quilt (via thelovejournals)
Martin Ilgner
My heart said that this will probably be the last time he hurts me. As I endured all the lasts.
anushreemandhana (via wnq-writers)
Seeing those who left, in a dream, is the most painful kind of meetings. رؤية الغائبين في الأحلام أشد أنواع اللقاء وجعا
(via nizariat)
Surrounded By many Yet Lonely
Biplab Karak (vippik)
You’re losing interest. I’m losing sleep.
- D.A (via clockworkpencil)