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“I stuff my mouth full of cherries. Say, this is the taste of love, and I will choke on it.”
— Angelea Lowes, excerpt of 2 Truths and a Lie
Arctic Monkeys - 505
“I’d probably still adore you with your hands around my neck”
“I craved him constantly, so deeply it was a physical ache”
— Sylvia Day (via lepetitchatblanc)
holy trinity🖤
Ribbons, tulle and flowers | bhamroyalballet
I realize that I fall in love with the unknown of people. Because with all the unknown, I can imagine up any version of who I think they could possibly be. I take the ideas of people and learn just a little bit about them, and that’s all I need for it to take to fall for them. I’ve disappointed myself when their realities don’t match up, and that’s where my heartbreak stems from. And I think that’s the catch for me when it comes to love. I can only live and fall for the daydreams because they’re the only things that seem and feel real to me.
c / love is only infatuation to me
being with you felt like a dream
you were there and gone in the blink of an eye
now you only exist intangibly in hazy memories
i’m not so sure you were ever real
it was beautiful.. then it wasn’t.
-i wish it was as easy to forget you as it was to fall in love with you. c.r.
them: what’s your love language?
me: obsession :)
“Her ruffles and pink bows made her look like a valentine.”
— Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy in Spite of Herself (1946)
Eric Fischl (American, b.1948)
Swimming Lovers, 1984
“fuck i’m so in love with you you can’t even imagine”
— (hatin)
I need a dramatic and passionate romance from a lover who is as obsessed with me as I am with them. serious inquires only.
i'm literally addicted to you, you are my drug
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