
I miss you. I miss hugging you from the back. I miss holding your hands. I miss messing with your fingers, your scent, your shining neck, your sexy laugh.
I dont’t know why I miss your entirety, and I can’t believe that it has been a year since then and I am still left with the wrecking pain inside my chest.
Just a reminder in case your mind is playing tricks on you today:
You matter. You’re important. You’re loved. And your presence on this earth makes a difference whether you see it or not.
study-smart-achieve-greatness:
august 28 · 2017
some snippets of my desk area. i’m really struggling when it comes to decorating the grid I have on the wall, any ideas? feel free to comment down below or message me! Most of the items are from Ikea!
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I want you to know that I was never clever, I was never top of the class and I don’t say this to be modest, I was always in the middle, never really noticed as anything special. I had to work for my grades and where I am today, I mean work my ass off, I failed my favourite subject at a level, the one I was about to do at uni but went to uni for that subject anyway because it’s all I want to do. I want you to know that no matter how many set backs you have, you work your hardest you will get there and you will be happy.
I wanna kiss you so bad right now
— Bruce Barton (1886-1967) American author and politician. (via theglasschild)
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I want to feel something again. Suddenly, everything is in a puddle, empty, rather.




