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@fewns
Morning
“My parents are from the same small village in Mexico. My mother was the daughter of a successful farmer. My father was very poor. Supposedly they never spoke to each other. My father says he would sit on a rock and admire her from far away. She lived in a big house. She could barely leave because her father was very strict. So they came to America for two different reasons. My father came for work and my mother came for excitement. They both ended up in New York, working at a small Mexican restaurant in Harlem. My grandmother always laughs at my mother. She says: ‘You ran all the way to America to marry a boy from the village.’”
(my favorite) ways to say i love you
you’re really something, aren’t you
come here
sit next to me?
you’re my favorite
i was just thinking about you
i notice you all the time
here, i made this for you
this instrumental reminds me of you
if you do it, i’ll do it
i miss you so much
i wish i had known you sooner
you’re warm
By Sebastian Faena
no offense but the cutest thing to me is random little kisses like not even, on the lips just, when someone kisses you on the temple or like?? the top of your head or anywhere honestly its just rlly cute and I’m suffering
Morning
i just love old things so much. i love standing in a ruin knowing that it was once a city or a building real people lived and walked in, or seeing a weapon someone used to wield to fight for a nation that no longer exists, or a statue of someone who’s been dead for thousands of years. i love hearing songs that have been sung for centuries, or eating foods with ancient recipes. i love the idea that even when people have passed and civilisations have fallen there are still little pieces of the past we can feel today.
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