satanslittlewh0re:

illllluminated:

you know what’s fucked up?

that you can be without someone for six months, a year, five years and have mastered not thinking about them, but no matter how much time passes there will always be that moment where you see a photo of them or catch a little of their cologne on a crowed street and suddenly you’re plagued with a rapidly sinking stomach and the relentless question, “what did i do wrong?”

"I would never get tired of waking up to your face or kissing you on the lips everyday."

— (via hentaihime666)

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