"I miss you so much. Me and Kelsy are just so young. I pictured this day to happen in the future when I’m like 40, not now. Isn’t that how it works? People are suppose to die of old age? Not heart attacks before the age of 60. This is the worst feeling I could imagine. I’ve never felt so sad to the point where my body feels like it’s falling apart. My heart aches and I feel sick when I realize you’re gone. I want to to wake up from this horrible nightmare. I want to hug you and tell you how much I love you. God dammit I love you so fucking much. It was just last week I saw you. I’m sorry I didn’t stay longer. I’m sorry I didn’t spend more time with you when I had the chance. I’m sorry for all the times I didn’t answer your phone calls. I’m sorry for everything I ever did to disappoint you. I’m sorry I didn’t hug you a little longer and remind you how much I look up to you before I left. You were my rock, my everything. I can’t do this without you. I just want to be able to say goodbye one last time. Please, come back."
- I found this on my phone, I wrote it the weekend I had to get my dads ashes and belongings. I can’t stop crying (via 2sassy-4u)

(via owlsandtea)

"Go to a coffee shop. Sit by the bar with the glass windows and look out. Look at all the people running to catch a train. All the girls with one too many shopping bags. All the couples too in love to care. Then you’ll see it — a bit of yourself in everyone. And somehow, sitting alone in a coffee shop had never felt so good."
- Unknown  (via elauxe)

(Source: c0ntemplations, via cigarettes-at-5-in-the-morning)