For Beatrice –
When we first met, you were pretty, and I was lonely.
Now I am pretty lonely.

(Source: leilockheart)

leilockheart:

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8877.) Everyone tells me I should hate you after everything, everything that happened - all the hurt, confusion, and panic attacks you put me through. But I can’t. I still love you. And you’ve moved on. Or at least that’s what you say. But I don’t believe you. And even though I shouldn’t, I blame her for everything.

blogconfession:

liclaclalillac:

Somehow, I miss your presence. Although I know you’re miles away from here and there’s no way we could back again. Well, I don’t know how you are, how you look like, or what you’re doing there. I don’t know what kind of feelings I have, what I know is.. I’m so worried of you. I hope you’re doing fine without me there. I hope you read this and you know this is for you, and the most, I hope you know I don’t forget you that bad.

Because tears matter.
Because being hurt matter.
Because blown away matter.
Because heartbreak matter.
And life is just a life without obstacles.
And sunny is just a sunny without typhoon.