So today I realized why I don't do any deep cleaning of my apartment. I've been sick sitting on the couch for the past few days and decided I should start cleaning up while I had nothing else better to do. Apparently it wasn't such a good idea. I came across so many old pictures-plane tickets- etc... So many happy memories captured in a still moment of bliss. It's always hard to look back and see how happy you were with someone else only to find yourself alone staring at a picture wishing you could relive the moment. I hate days like these. It can get pretty lonely taking care of yourself when you are sick and moping around the house. I suppose any glimpse of companionship would seem great at this moment.. I hate dwelling on the past, but it's days like these that I can't help myself...
paleenchantress:
for you!
fatality:
I love the dark ambiance of that photo