That awkward moment when you find pictures made by/of your ex. Yeah i could have went with out that..
do u ever miss someone but you don’t really miss them as a person, you just miss the idea of them and what you used to have
I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami (via theseliteraryquotes)