http://dfyr.tumblr.com/

Your scent. Beautiful and androgynous and smelling oddly like marijuana, with chocolate creme croissant.

( Read more... )

Have I done the right thing?

We all fall behind from time to time. We all fall victim to our own minds. And your cracks aren't perfect but your faults aren't failure and mistakes are worth it to feel the rain on our skin. So keep your eyes on the sky, we can all see the beauty from time to time. We're not all blind.

( Read more... )

Two years on and I still get butterflies in my stomach when I see you.

PS A proper entry soon? I miss blogging.

Grow up, little boy.

Cause she's leaving on a jet plane
Don't know when she'll be back again
Oh baby, I hate to see you go

She hasn't left and I'm already a wreck.

A loose thread, dangling from her blouse - she is only that now. You pull the thread; she unravels into nothing.

You're the last string holding her together.