I may seem perfectly content and okay on the outside, a smile on my face, nonchalantly going about my day but… on the inside, I really am a hopeless romantic. I wouldn’t mind having someone’s hand to hold, someone to talk to into the dark hours of the night, someone all to my own. I may be a bit selfish, but honestly, I miss it.
It always seems like something’s out of place, as if something’s missing. But we learn to live with it, until the right time comes to fill that space. That missing piece. That sense of belonging.
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Posted on Tuesday January 31st
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beantots reblogged this from ohshitsunglee and added:
ayy, mini chnüü sind grad weich worde hehe. meh trifft nöd all täg männr, die sich nöd schämed, ihri gfühl, mitemene...
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ohshitsunglee reblogged this from spamandrice and added:
People say you can’t miss what you’ve never had, which is logically true, but who doesn’t want to love and be loved?
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briandublin said:
Amen, brotha.
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spamandrice reblogged this from nagooyen and added:
It always seems like something’s out of place, as if something’s missing. But we learn
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