I hope your stomach drops when you remember me. I hope whenever someone calls you by your full name, that only I ever called you, you shut your eyes trying to get my face out of your head. I hope when you drive past our favorite spot at night you can’t help but hear my laugh. I hope you wish it was me when you find yourself sleeping with some random girl. I hope you think of me often, and it stings every time.
The sting of missing me. (via niagara-flaws)
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field of caraway and lupines in full bloom.
may, 2015
esjan, iceland
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‘Jesus, does anyone?’
Stand by me (1986)
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You are my most painful memory.
I’ve loved and I’ve lost. (11.05.17 // 12:52)
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He loved me, just not enough. And I loved him, too much.
12 Word Story - Jess Amelia (via jess-amelia)
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