#rememberinghim

[tracilala]

Happy Birthday #davidbowie ❤ . . Reposted from @mikegarson (@get_regrann) - Happy birthday, David. #davidbowie #happybirthday #davidbowieforever #rememberinghim #carrythenews - #regrann https://www.instagram.com/p/B7EXhhiJ0Sv/?igshid=89w16mbh41kg

[danielacorrente-atelier]

・・・ Happy birthday, David. #davidbowie #happybirthday #davidbowieforever #rememberinghim #carrythenews #danieladaily https://www.instagram.com/p/B7D1HJgIH8F/?igshid=27kbak5krgz2

[rebsworkahead]

// there’s not many photos I have of my grandad, and that hurts me everyday, specially today, where I sit and wonder what to say and what to upload, because as much as when I think about his passing, I don’t get upset anymore, instead I remember the stories of him and my memories. So grandad, it’s been 7 years and I’d just like to thank you for everything, you taking me to my first pub (the tor at that), for loving me always, and for even though you may off been a bit of an asshole to many people, never showing me that side, I love and miss you always, but with my tattoo on my shoulder, I never feel like you’re gone // * * * #anniversary #grandad #deathanniversary #rememberinghim #sevenyears #loveyou #specialtome #missyou #forthroadbridge (at Edinburgh, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/BvgfZ6aAPAK/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=evg8kk4b1qb0

[sniiboo]

Drinking like pepère. Miss you. . . . . . #barkingsquirrel #hopcity #pepere #grandfather #rememberinghim #beertastesbetterinsmallglasses

[wordstorememberhimby-blog]

I never understood latching on to someone's smell until him. Now I smell it everywhere even when he's not around. Especially since he's not around. His smell I can remember in my nose. I can't remember the how or why or the current situation or what went wrong or how I feel about him now. But the smell, the stomach pain, the tenseness of his touch, or lack thereof, is something I can't shake.

@wordstorememberhimby

[wordstorememberhimby-blog]

We've been through it all before, 

And where did that get us? 

But we're back in the familiar swing. 

What even is familiar anymore?

What does this mean? 

What do we mean? 

Together? Deadly. Heartbroken. 

Familiar? Dangerous. Scary. 

Apart? Lonely. Maybe scarier.

[wordstorememberhimby-blog]

Kisses (in no particular order)

 1. The love of my high school imaginary life. My golden boy. I was a puppy at your feet.

[loveaundrehate]

#RememberingHim