Benedict Cumberbatch attends the European Premiere of ‘Star Wars: The Force Awakens’ in Leicester Square on December 16, 2015 in London, England.
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Benedict Cumberbatch attends the European Premiere of ‘Star Wars: The Force Awakens’ in Leicester Square on December 16, 2015 in London, England.
Photo shoot recreating Victoria’s Secret swimwear ads with ordinary women, not models made up with each woman trying to repeat the same poses.
this is the kind of thing i’m here for.
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Gandalf can make the bad guys good for a weekend.
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My heart is dying
As if my life couldn't get any worse. The light of my life doesn't love me anymore. I miss him His heart beat that would always calm me down His voice which sent shivers down my spine His face the one that captivated me His lips the ones I desired His personality, the one I fell head over heels for. I'm hurting and I'm lost. He's every song that I sing along. He's my everything. Now I have nothing.
I miss your lips, and the way You pressed them to mine And held it, as if they’re pages Between which petals lie, Sunshine scented place markers For a moment left behind.
I miss the depth, the wondrous cadence Of your voice, both honeyed and rough Between warm breaths, against my neck, In early morning hours spent entangled– Somehow simultaneously comfortable and free.
Most of all, though, I miss the camaderie, The blissfully simple act of sharing Brief moments of little import, Valued solely by the quality of conversation
My head is full of words but I can’t get it on a paper…
I would like a message from him!!! Can i have it?miss him :(
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When your really missing someone who isn't missing you 😕
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