“Always remember, only you know your story while everyone only knows your name.” - Shandrey
We are who we are because of what we lost
20|College Student| Music|Photographer|
Reblogged from ayee-me
It sucks because you keep acting like you care. You don’t. Just stop trying to tell me the same things you tell everybody else. You don’t love me. You never will. So stop. I’m destroyed right now, I really am. But it’s ok, I’ll be fine. I’m used to getting hurt.
Reblogged from ftwcynthia
To her your smile is still perfect picture. Your laugh still echo’s throughout her head and sometimes it finds its way into her dreams at night. She still hears your voice when others speak. She looks twice when she see’s someone who slightly resembles you, in some undying, old fashioned hope that maybe this time… it’s really you. Your memories can still bring a smile to her face. At times, she thinks of the conversations that lasted for hours, she thinks about the moments when you would smile for days. She misses the smile that was constantly imprinted on her face. She misses the bright light that shined into her dark world. She misses that comfort. She misses those feelings of assurance. She misses knowing that everything was going to be okay, just because you said so. She really misses your could have been future, and she hates the fact that you guys never got a chance to do the things you were so sure you were going to do. She misses hearing you sing to her. She misses fighting with you, because you would spend the next 5 hours apologizing. Plain and simple, she misses having you in her life.