(Source: sexogif, via venus--moon)
(Source: sexogif, via venus--moon)
Well it’s not. I’ve been hearing that for the last 5 years so when the fuck does everything turn ‘fine?’
(Source: mydamnblog11)
Scott Campbell, what a boy. He was the kind of person you would randomly bump into and he would lighten up your day. He had one of those faces, always smiling, always. I don’t really understand why this happened. I don’t understand why you were taken, why you? I haven’t come to terms with it. I don’t know if I ever will. I don’t want to. I still expect to see you at a party, the life of it of course. Making everyone laugh and creating a scene. Even just for one more conversation with you, I would love it. I remember our last conversation, you told me I shouldn’t smoke. You were right I guess, it’s completely gotten the better of me now. We were speaking about your sisters, I was telling you how I was working in Drummond for a while. I’m glad our last conversation ended on happy terms. I just wish it wasn’t our last conversation. Rest in peace, I hope to see you again one day.