The moral of this story is that no matter how much we try, no matter how much we want it... some stories just don’t have a happy ending.
🌿
dirt enthusiast

blake kathryn
AnasAbdin
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
taylor price
No title available

tannertan36
almost home
Peter Solarz
will byers stan first human second
i don't do bad sauce passes
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
tumblr dot com
h
🪼
DEAR READER
Cosmic Funnies
One Nice Bug Per Day
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
No title available
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from China
seen from South Korea
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Italy

seen from Malaysia

seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Japan
seen from United States
@ermelina
The moral of this story is that no matter how much we try, no matter how much we want it... some stories just don’t have a happy ending.
🌿
Loving you was like going to war. I never came back the same.
I think one of the saddest things is when two people really get to know each other: their secrets, their fears, their favorite things, what they love, what they hate, literally everything, and they go back to being strangers. It's like you have to walk past them and pretend like you never knew them, never even talked to them before, when really, you know everything about them.
I think one of the saddest things is when two people really get to know each other: their secrets, their fears, their favorite things, what they love, what they hate, literally everything, and then they go back to being strangers. It's like you have to walk past them and pretend like you never knew them, never even talked to them before, when really, you know everything about them.
Do you ever wish you had a second chance to meet someone again for the first time?
You wake up every morning to fight the same demons that left you so tired the night before, and that, my love, is bravery.
Don't you dare telling me that I was a bad friend, when even in my lowest moments I tried to put you back together even though I was broken into a million pieces.
I just wanna wear your sweatshirts and hold your hand.
Do you ever just think about the first time you met someone and compare it to where you guys are now and it's like wow who knew this would happen?
I agree with your advice/thinking 100%!!! You put it all into words which helps cause most of the time I don't know how to explain it.
Hello!If you think of it then you know it. That’s good.Thank you so much! Have a lovely day!