

It’s really gotten to me, how amazing that trip was.
I felt like I belonged, like I was happy. Like, properly happy, content with life.
It felt wonderful to be part of a group unit surrounded by friends in a foreign environment.
It was so calm. They really take it easy there. Nothing mattered. It was a wonderful feeling, lying back on a hammock in the sun without a care in the world.
Why is it that we don’t realise how good something is, how happy we feel, how amazing something is, until it’s over?
It’s a sad fact. Really, really sad.
Pura Vida <3
OK, I didn’t take this well the first time I heard about it.
But now I’ve been left to cool down, I’m happy for you two. Mate, you’ve deserved something like this for a long time, and I’m glad you’ve found it now, I hope it works out for you. I’m happy for you, have a great time with it.
He’s a good guy. One of the best. Don’t fuck it up.
I hope you two work out, make each other happy, etc. :)
Peace out. x
This post was better, but tumblr failed on me.
It failed on me again, but I copied it this time ;)
Maybe I am better off on my own?
One of my favourite songs ever <3