joselandsallee

[joselandsallee]

You heard me without me having to speak. 🥺✨ I miss you dude.

He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

Emily Brontë; Wuthering Heights

[joselandsallee]

[joselandsallee]

Never even had to see your face. Soul recognizes soul. ✨I miss you.

[joselandsallee]

"When was the last time someone ran their fingers through the knots of your soul?"

— Maza Dohta

[joselandsallee]

I’ll miss you forever and a day. 🥺

[joselandsallee]

I want this 🥺

Come Here You !!

[joselandsallee]

Those dimples and those blue eyes, I’ll cherish forever. ❤️‍🩹🕊️

I can still see your smile in my head.

[joselandsallee]

🥲

— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra — Joseph Lorusso, Playing Their Song —

[joselandsallee]

“I’m still learning to love the parts of me that no one claps for.”

— Rudy Francisco

[joselandsallee]

E.M. Forster from Maurice (1971)

[joselandsallee]

Oh my Shane, my darling. They’ll never understand why I loved you so much. You were my first person. 🥺 ✨ I miss you so much. 💔

-Not my work, got it off TikTok.

[joselandsallee]

[joselandsallee]

If heaven had a phone 💔

[joselandsallee]

💔

[joselandsallee]

“The deeper the wound, the more private the pain.”

— Isabel Allende, Paula

[joselandsallee]

Why are we so comfortable with giving our bodies away to those that find no value in us as a person?

[joselandsallee]

It’s gut wrenching, literally sickening, to know you’re gone. My heart can’t fathom. I see you sitting beside me in the car listening to music on my late night joyrides. I wait to see your face appear in our daily meetings, or for you to pop around the corner. I still hear you call me Jose-Land, because you never called me by my actual name. Good God I fucking miss you Shane. 💔💔💔 I still have hard time swallowing the truth. I miss you, always.