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i hope that one day i will finally be ok….i’ll make a cherry pie when it is all over
today is the day
reblog the cherry pie to be ok
Hey guys I did this song with a friend, it would be lovely if you could listen or leave a like 😘 😘
Hey guys I did this song with a friend, it would be lovely if you could listen or leave a like 😘 😘
I’m only sane when I’m in your arms -lady bug
this dumb website is in need of some love, so reblog this if you like the person you reblogged it from!!!
I want to take care of you every day.
I don’t think I could ever grow tired of you" “I feel the same way about you” “I find new things to love about you every single day, it is terrifying you know.” “How so?” “I don’t think I could ever let you go, I am so insanely in love with you that if you were to leave, you would take my entire existance with you.
Tenari Ioapo // Is there such thing as being ‘too in love’? (via porcelain-nari)
I hate the feeling when you have to say goodbye to someone you want to spend every minute with.
(via thebeckdelacruz)
Someone had a crush on you, was totally secretely in love with you, dreamed at you at night and you have no idea
There is no physical evidence to say that today is Wednesday, we all just have to trust that someone has kept count since the first one ever.
Drunk text me. Let me know that when you’re at your most vulnerable, I’m the one on your mind. Call me at three in the morning when you’ve had a nightmare. I’ll come running to hold you. Show up at my door, no flowers, no gifts, and when I ask you why, tell me that you just wanted to see me. Hold my hand. Kiss my nose. Dance with me in the middle of the street. Tell me how much I matter to you, and when I roll my eyes, tell me again. Write me a letter. Sing me a song. Cuddle with me. Please, I just want to know how you feel.
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write
weird to think how different things were a year ago
when you’re kissing someone and you stop kissing them for a sec and smile and kiss again I can’t think of something more beautiful than that