Just remember, even your worst days only have twenty-four hours
I can’t leave you. You’re the only person I love on Mondays and I fucking hate everyone on Mondays. I can’t give that up.
I like her; I could watch her the rest of my life.
"When you say "I love you, it may be the last time.
You never know, it may be the last mountain you climb.
It could be the last kiss, or the last glance into her eyes.
It may be the end of you and her, no matter how hard you try.
She may be gone from you, and there may no longer be any tomorrow’s.
You may lose her to another, and you may gain overwhelming sorrow.
So cherish every moment, and make damn certain it’s well spent.”



if my husband doesnt tear up when im walking down the aisle im turning the fuck around 

my husband definitely will because he’s gonna have to put up with me for the rest of his life and that’s enough to make anybody cry

(Source: orlandobloomfistmeintheass, via ijustcantbecauseno)

Her arms were home, and now I’m home sick.
There’s no remedy, there’s no secret trick.
I’ve tried all the classic medicine, and it does no good.
I miss her way too much, I just wish she understood.
I’ve been drunk and I’ve taken pills, yet the memories are stuck in my head.
I now smoke way to many cigarettes, and I’m drunk each time I go to bed.

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