What This Means To Me

When my eyes’ve grown tired

Cause no night can’t survive with just a flashlight of hope.




They’re more than fiction. They were there for me even if they weren’t real. They were there when you weren’t. They’re more than you think they are.

I think I have reblogged this 3 times today

When I was lonely

They were there

When I was crying

They helped take away my tears

I will love them like family

Because they welcomed me into theirs

They became Real to me

How dare you say otherwise 

(via beewitched-musings)


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