Feb 17, 2012
I heard the word ‘rocket salad’ today, and I suddenly miss those times with you a lot. But it is something of the past and it history never repeats itself. Its part of memories now, which will suddenly jerk out of your brain and silently stab you in the heart leaving you feeling the after percussion of the pang of sadness.

I heard the word ‘rocket salad’ today, and I suddenly miss those times with you a lot. But it is something of the past and it history never repeats itself.

Its part of memories now, which will suddenly jerk out of your brain and silently stab you in the heart leaving you feeling the after percussion of the pang of sadness.

(Source: silents, via psithurizm)

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