That person…I ache when I see him, and I ache when I can’t see him. I’m miserable when he’s here, and I’m miserable when he’s not. I’m miserable when he smiles at me, and I’m miserable if he smiles at others. My name…when he calls my name, I’m miserable. If he doesn’t call my name, I’m miserable. As long as the earth doesn’t swallow me up this instant, I will continue to be miserable. But still, being here is better. Being able to see him is better than him not being here.
EunJo
(Source: threethuone)
“I’m not gonna grace that question with an answer.”
(Source: lawyerupasshole)
Someday…
(Source: cherrybam)
The woods are never solitary—they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of some great, unshareable sorrow, which shuts it up into itself for all eternity.
L.M. Montgomery, Kilmeny of the Orchard
(Source: seabois)
(Source: olyalocdogova)
I want to go to the beach…
(Source: whisperedsunshine)
There’s light in your eyes
and I’ll always be hoping
that it shines on me.
(via tylerknott)
