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I'm not someone you will care about and neither will I care about you. You will live your life and I will live mine and maybe we can glimpse it everyone in a while.

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I miss the littlest things the most. The way you’d push my hair back when you looked in my eyes. The way my hand fit perfectly in yours. The look you gave me when you were mad at me, but couldn’t resist smiling. The fragrance I loved the most; your natural fragrance. The way your chest felt when you held me. But mostly, the way you used to feel about me.

— and now it’s nothing but a mere image that I’m forced to pretend ever happened (via polarrize)

(Source: astralborzoi)


snapchatting:

tumblr came out 79 years ago. just let that sink in