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Let the water lead us home
Your name is scarred on my heart. Your name drifts in and out of my thoughts. It’s been years since I’ve seen you, I don’t miss you one bit but there are those nights when I sit and think how you’ll always be haunting my memories even when I’m done.
— (via
doreese
)
None of these images are mine, unless stated otherwise.
I just like pretty things.