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"Of course, you never really forget anyone, but you certainly release them. You stop allowing their history to have any meaning for you today. You let them change their haircut, let them move, let them fall in love again. And when you see this person you have let go, you realize that there is no reason to be sad. The person you knew exists somewhere, but you are separated by too much time to reach them again."
chelsea fagan | how we let people go (via skeletales)

I wish letting go was this easy.

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Little lost and a lot confused

Had to tell if this is what I want or if this is what I’m stuck with. It’s not that I’m not happy, I am, but there is just a part of me that believes it could be better.

You tell me that I need to stop being like this or to stop saying that or to be less quite but this is who I am. I ask you to just be with me a little more and with your phone less and it’s like I asked you to never pick up your phone again. It’s okay for you to want me to change but the second that I ask you to stop doing sown thing you flip a lid.

I don’t really know what to do at this point. Living with someone who wants me to be someone different then who I am is just not going to work for me.

I promise I want to be with you more then anything but how is this gonna work when I just feel like you want someone different. Someone more like yourself.

I wish I was pretty.
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love-personal:

i follow back everyone ♡

Adorable.

love-personal:

i follow back everyone ♡

Adorable.

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Another hard night…

It’s been a week since I’ve seen my boyfriend. It’s hard. I miss him so much. I can hardly go a few days of sleeping without him let alone a week.

But as sad as I am that I have to go a week without my boyfriend, my mom has to go the rest of her life without my dad. I know how lonely and awful falling asleep without Ian is, I can’t imagine how awful it is for my mom without my dad sleeping next to her.

My heart is just broken in so many ways.

Life just sucks sometimes. I just really miss my dad. And Ian.

It’s not fair

It’s not fair that my dad is gone forever. It’s not fair that my dad, a dad that was loved and adored by tons of people is gone forever. It’s not fair that I have to spend the rest of my life without the guidance, love, and encouragement I got from my dad. It’s not fair that I will never get to travel with him ever again. I’ll never get to sing with him, laugh with him, sit and do nothing with him. It’s not fair that my dad had to die. It’s not fair that he’s gone when so many people still need him. I need him.

I miss him. Nothing is the same. Black clouds follow me everywhere and some days there is no light in sight.

Bring him back. Give him back to me, our family, friends and community.

I need him back.

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itravelworld:

Falaises d’Etretat,

itravelworld:

Falaises d’Etretat,

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Perfection

Perfection

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I’m not gonna lie,

Sometimes I wish my boyfriend was a little different. Sometime I wish he didn’t love to drive and party. Sometimes I wish he was just a little different.

But I guess if he was different I wouldn’t love him as much. He wouldn’t be the man I feel in love with.