Sweet Nothing

Hi, I'm Lisa and, I think you're beautiful.

[dundermifflingifs]

[babyanimalgifs]

[asombodyinanobodytown-deactivat]

I REALLY FUCKING LOVE THIS OKAY

[night-rooms]

[reality-escape-artist]

How do you tell people? How do you tell them that you’re exhausted even though you slept for 10 hours? How do you tell them that you need a break from talking and smiling and simply being near them? How do you tell them that although you love them, you so desperately need to be alone tonight?

Midnight thoughts (I’m burnt out)

[fjordfolk]

we brought her down to see the water. they’re friends now.

[yu-bo-bo]

[slackercountry]

[thelovejournals]

I like you to be exactly the way that you are, because in all my experience, I have never known anyone like you.

Tennessee Williams, A Streetcar Named Desire  (via thelovejournals)

[mymodernmet]

[wnq-writers]

Someone will challenge the dark in you, don’t run away when that happens.

Kriti.G (via wnq-writers)

[thelovejournals]

You cannot fathom the distance I would travel for you.

Alexandra Bracken, Passenger (via she-was-sweet-like-honey)

[throwoveryourman-deactivated201]

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this dog getting washed with bouncy music in the background is like a genre of its own

[sykoskittles]

I needed this more than I care to admit

[write20xx]

And how odd it is to be haunted by someone that is still alive.

 (#589: June 25, 2014)

 (via judgedteenblogger)

[wnq-writers]

And with one kiss, you woke feelings in me I though I had buried a long time ago.

idontdeservetobehere (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

… I’ve become accustomed to people running or turning away when my flaws come to the fore. I’ve become used to people giving up when the waves become too intense to swim in. i’ve become used to being the last soldier fighting in a battle that was meant for two souls. I still believe in love, I just don’t believe in the words. I don’t believe in the “i love you’s”, “I miss you’s”, and other terms and phrases of endearment. I believe in the actions behind them. I believe in a love that doesn’t go missing. I believe in a love that doesn’t choose when to be present. I believe in a love that doesn’t come with conditions. I believe that I deserve that, and so do you.

iambrillyant (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

When people leave, their presence stays behind, in all the things they did. A sweet essence of their being, lingering in spaces that were once filled by them.

bibliophilic-loner (via wnq-writers)

[robb3rs]