lim-er-ence

/limərəns/ n. the state of being infatuated with another person

[jade-fox-deactivated20230511]

I’ll count the stars with you every night of the year and attach a reason why I love you to each one.

-JF-

[somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac]

“I truly wish I could express myself in spoken words, as good as I write them down on a piece of old paper. Perhaps, people would understand me better that way. Perhaps, I could understand myself better that way.”

— Lukas W. // Coffee thoughts #166

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https://www.instagram.com/p/Bhag9diAePf/

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[lacorgi]

[mattonious]

give em the ol’ razzle dazzle

[babyanimalgifs]

In… credible…

[studyblr]

reblog for good things to happen to you

the universe will listen

[holopuns]

[bluedollarbillzmusic]

[thefashionsite]

[lilboreddev-blog]

REBLOG IF YOU LOVE DOGS

[poeticfog]

9 million people fucking love dogs

[mrhoneybunny]

Laura Jones

“Asian Green Grocer”

2015, oil on linen, 112 x 112 cm

[sotick]

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reblog if ur mom is smart and beautiful

[kyloreybans-deactivated20160107]

I scrolled passed then I felt guilty

[jessicaroux]

[blossomfully]

There she was, at 4am, in your bed. You loved her then, didn’t you? She was wearing your duvet like a cape, with her head poking out. She loved you back; she really did. You said, “I don’t know what to do. I’ve never met anyone like you.” She said simply, “kiss me.” So you did. You lifted her chin and kissed her mouth and swallowed her giggles whole. You felt her sunshine fill your lungs as she wrapped her arms around your neck. You felt the duvet fall as she leant forward. “Tell me a secret,” she said. She was always saying these things. “I’ve told you everything already,“ you said. Your lips were on her neck. “Tell me a secret,” she repeated. “Okay,” you sighed, “I love you.” “Tell me a secret.“ “I’ve always loved you.”

S. Zhao (via blossomfully)