It really sucks to be alone.

Siblings

Our entire lives we’ve been taught to love each other. Our parents have stressed the importance of our relationship ever since we could understand what it was. By the time we could add and subtract we both knew that no matter what we would have each other. We knew that in the end, when Mom and Dad died, the only person we could count on undoubtedly was our sibling. Our counterpart. My best friend. Maybe I’m to sensitive, but I’m crushed. This reliable rock that I was supposed to have seems to have been reduced to nothing but ash and dust. A reminder of the past and a testament to the insignificance of what we had. I thought it was so much more but I must have been dreaming. My hopes clouded my eyes but now I peer through the smoke you blew in my face with damp cheeks and red eyes because you let me fall. You let me get hurt and have said nothing to fix the situation.

annikadal3y:

Love me like your best friend did,
Promise I won’t hurt you kid, 
Hold me really tight until the stars look big, 

Never let me go.

annikadal3y:

Love me like your best friend did,
Promise I won’t hurt you kid,
Hold me really tight until the stars look big,

Never let me go.

sunshineandfeelingfine:

simple, comfortable and a taste of class

sunshineandfeelingfine:

simple, comfortable and a taste of class

thespiffygent:

(Via: mensfashionworld.tumblr.com) Industry by James Sbeghen Shop the look http://x.co/31u0y

thespiffygent:

(Via: mensfashionworld.tumblr.com) Industry by James Sbeghen Shop the look http://x.co/31u0y

(via iolsi)

sunshineandfeelingfine:

this t-shirt would be nice to have

sunshineandfeelingfine:

this t-shirt would be nice to have

"I thought about the days i had handed over to a bottle..the nights i can’t remember..the mornings i slept thru..all the time spent running from myself."

Mitch Albom, For One More Day (via observando)