bcdepression
People always say that it hurts at night and apparently screaming into your pillow at 3am is the romantic equivalent of being heartbroken. But sometimes it’s 9am on a Tuesday morning and you’re standing at the kitchen bench waiting for the toast to pop up. And the smell of dusty sunlight and earl gray tea makes you miss him so much you don’t know what to do with your hands.
Rosie Scanlan, “On Missing Them” (via a-little-fatal-fire)
narcoticsweettalks
narcoticsweettalks:

Lonely Space - listen here
Terminal - Echosmith // If It Means A Lot to You - A Day to Remember // Don’t Let Me Cave In - The Wonder Years // Home For Fall - Real Friends // I Miss You - Candy Hearts // If These Sheets Were The States - All Time Low // Come Home - Tonight Alive // Proof - Paramore // Have Faith In Me - A Day to Remember // When You Can’t Sleep at Night - Of Mice and Men // I Wouldn’t Mind - He is We // All I Wanted - Paramore

narcoticsweettalks:

Lonely Space - listen here

Terminal - Echosmith // If It Means A Lot to You - A Day to Remember // Don’t Let Me Cave In - The Wonder Years // Home For Fall - Real Friends // I Miss You - Candy Hearts // If These Sheets Were The States - All Time Low // Come Home - Tonight Alive // Proof - Paramore // Have Faith In Me - A Day to Remember // When You Can’t Sleep at Night - Of Mice and Men // I Wouldn’t Mind - He is We // All I Wanted - Paramore

bervex
I can’t keep writing
about two birthdays left unkissed,
a honeymoon left in the hands of Austrian men,
an anniversary slept through;
because timezones and Skype calls
are painful when tears are
glistening pixels - and I can’t keep writing
about how you may or may not look
when you wake up in the morning
because the truth is, you probably
look like me, clutching a phone
waiting for “It’s time!” to wake you up
instead of “I miss you” and
“When will this be over?”
S.S. Immigrating to Canada. (via bervex)