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Find someone who pays attention. Who runs their fingers over your every scar; and asks where each one came from. Find someone who knows how you like your coffee; what song makes you want to roll the windows down and slam on the gas pedal. Find someone who takes in your smallest details; who notices the things you thought no one ever would. And then…when you find them… Be their someone, too.

a paragraph about falling in love, deep3snplottwists (via wnq-writers)

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pchcrew

This was taken while my girlfriend slept on my stomach on the boat ride to Bali. Pictures don’t do any sort of justice. The sun was in the perfect part of the sky where the ocean was very blue, the land very green, and the horizon very gold. The wind was warm wind and occasionally a little spray of ocean mist would hit us. I have neverrr been more content in a moment.

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She’s honestly the girl you don’t see coming at first. She’s the only girl you find yourself wanting to try for. You’ll find yourself remaining soft for her no matter how hard life gets. Even when you’ve built your strong exterior she’ll be the one who can see right through it. She knows exactly how to crumble every wall you build. You’ll still find yourself craving her. Even when she’s a chaotic storm herself. You find yourself storm chasing into the unknown because she’s the one who makes you feel safe when your mind is raging and confused. She’ll be your calm. In her eyes, you’ll find beyond them lies a familiar soul. And that’s why she’s different than every other girl. I want nothing more than to be able to take her hand and guide her through showing her how to love again. Just like she taught me to remain open and soft. Good things do come to good people. And I believe she’s one of them even if she’s not mine.

S.S. (via wnq-writers)

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“oh” actually means my heart just got ripped into a million pieces but i wont tell you because you wouldn’t care how i feel anyway, lol yeah

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I’m not sure anybody ever gets completely over their first love, and that still rankles. Part of me still wants to know what was wrong with me. What I was lacking.

Stephen King, Joyland (via thequotejournals)