be-sex:

 
cyrustin:

dear princess, dear darling I promise I will be your prince charming
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in-a-unknown-world-of-mine:

again.

I feel like fucking crap.

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"Confidence isn’t walking into a room with your nose in the air, and thinking you are better than everyone else, it’s walking into a room and not having to compare yourself to anyone else in the first place."
(via m-wol)

No words can describe how much I

regret not saying goodbye to you.

I wish I could go back to the last

day we saw each other, and tell you

how much you mean to me…

How thankful I was to God for bringing

you to my life…

And, even though you didn’t feel

the same way as I did about you,

I didn’t care whatsoever.

I wanted to have you in my arms forever…

I believed, and I still do, that you are worth loving.

That’s why I never gave up on you.

Oh, there’s pain in my heart…

Oh, I wish you were here right now…

I have even forgotten how your face looks…

I know it’s been a year, but you are still the one

I will always look for, in a crowded place.

I still look for you, even though I do not love you as

passionately as I did before.

Where are you? I’m shouting your name pretty loudly so you can hear me.

When will I see you again?

I do not want to see you in my dreams anymore. I want to see you in real life. Touch your hands. Hug you. Talk to you.

I’m so tired of always dreaming of you.

I actually never thought I would be this in love with someone.

I never thought I would fall for a man like you.

And, I am sure, you will never read this.

Yet I want to take all this out my chest.

Wherever you are, I hope you are happy.

You deserve to be happy. You deserve the best

in life.

Oh man. How I wish I could be married to you!.

I love you that much.

I faithfully pray to God that he brings you back to me…

I wonder where you are right now...

You’re probably somewhere, living your

own life, which I really wish I was a part of.

My eyes no longer shed tears when I think of you…

My heart is the one who does when you come into my mind

My head is in charge of bringing all our memories back

My eyes, my heart, my head. My eyes, my heart, my head.

I don’t usually miss you…

but when I do, I miss you

like I have never loved anybody

else but you.

I miss you deeply, sadly, tragically…

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