Monday, August 11, 2014

The Unsaid.

The wonders of make-up and photoshop.

The most painful thing is seeing and knowing your dearest hurting and not being able to do anything. You go on to hear them say things that implicitly suggests their pain, yet the right words never make it to the tips of your tongue. If anything, I'd trade everything for your happiness. And if anything else, I'd rather lose all of you.

You're the strongest I've ever known, know that I'll always be at the back.

Incoherent picture x incoherent post who cares, don't care.

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