The red string of fate.
“According to the myth, the gods tie an invisible red string around the little finger of people who are destined to be soul mates and will one day marry each other.” It can get twisted and knotted..but it will never be broken.
But everyone misses someone more then they would like to admit.
So I’m writing you a six-word letter with no return address to let you know.
I gave you my very best.
— Transit (via cheese-nomnomnom)
Im trying.
merw:
Im trying to get over everything. I am. Im trying to be happy just like you. But, this is killing me. I miss you. I miss your touch. I miss talking everyday. I just miss you. All I have is our memories, and now you’re becoming a memory, too. It’s the worst.
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