There are days that I listen to my playlist for him. There are days that I need to remember what it was like to be in love with him. To have him next to me, to laugh together. Some days I just need to remember its possible to feel like I did with him.
I am pinning this, not for the sentiment, although it is a nice one, but rather because I am pretty sure that Oscar Wilde, who died in was not writing about fancy cars considering they were invented in the and not mass produced until the early century.
NSFW and blogs are blocked.My cravings, my desires, my inner me. Female, I don't use Kik, Skype or the likes. I don't sext and not interested in talking dirty either. Also not sending any personal pictures other than those already on the blog.This is a...
"They didn't agree on much In fact, they rarely agreed on everything They fought all the time And they challenged each other everyday But despite their differences, They had one important thing in common They were crazy about each other." - Nicolas Sparks