"Grief is like the ocean. It’s deep and dark and bigger than all of us. And pain is like a thief in the night. Quiet. Persistent. Unfair."
"I’ve moved on, yes, but that doesn’t mean that I’ve forgotten. And that doesn’t mean that I won’t be here anymore if you ever want to come back."
-cityoflove:
Paris, France via erikomoket
you should have come to this place first, before you leave this world Fanka. I will work hard then someday i’ll go there, as your place :D