Memories are Morphine

[thefishkid]

Ok i have now seen every little nook and craney of ireland. I have drank every stout, porter, lager, draught they would let me get my hands on. I bought every single souvenier i could afford. Now whats left you ask? Homesickness. Yes servere i am afraid. I miss cars driving on the right side of the road, not being packed in like a number every

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[love_and_abuse]

BOOM!!!!!!

*le sigh* i miss you.

♥
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i was so afraid that you would fall out of touch.
and we can talk all night.
not every arrow is pointed straight at your heart.

- lullaby.