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“ you mumble in your sleep. ” flor + isabel
❝ - Mm, I absolutely do not. ❞ Voice hoarse with sleep, Isabel turns over, arms wrapping around Flor’s waist as she pulls her closer. ❝ It’s the, um, the fridge. Y’know, how it hums and stuff. It’s old. ❞
Oh, God, she does not want to get up today. Everything is too much, and the idea of staying in a warm bed with her girlfriend is really the only appealing thing that could possibly happen today. ❝ Can we stay here? …Forever, maybe? ❞ She lifts her head from its place in the crook of Flor’s neck, staring up with pleading eyes and a laughably exaggerated pout. ❝ Please, honey? Darling? Baby? ❞
the stories demand bodies and require the bodies touch one another. the stories ask for landscape and its night must be black enough for love to thrive. so, are the stories about love? all stories are ultimately about love, even if the word itself is not used. the ultimate use for the bodies is to feel joy and suffer. the ultimate use for landscape is to accommodate the messes made while doing all that feeling. there’s many stories and many versions of these stories, recalibrations of the anatomy, reconfiguration of the worlds, and it always comes down to one simple objective: bridging the gap between one body and the next. / ind. original characters and verses, crafted by alex.
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bc i am thinking ab like. scraping isa and eddies death would that mean i have to change my url NDJDJ
sorry i’ve been inactive i’ve been stressed and doin bad and also i’m going to england tmrw so JDJDKS catch me on disco if u want ch’u’jarinaq charlie#0659 or twitter @/batzvela, i’m gonna try and be more active i promise
DAISY RIDLEY for British GQ, Jan/Feb, 2020
i love angry women theyre right
This morning at brunch the server came out and he was like "unfortunately we don't have ice right now because a server just broke a glass in it" and we were all like "no that's fine I think an element of danger at brunch is sexy and fun" and he was like no absolutely I get that but I still can't let you eat glass at my job
sweater in red and black
warm summer flowers mb
being a guy in love with a guy is not always cute or romantic or soft or tender. sometimes it's pushing your boyfriend's face away yelling because you have viral bronchitis and he keeps trying to kiss you knowing this because he's a himbo with no sense of self preservation
update: he got bronchitis! you'll never guess how
Daisy Ridley | Pop Quiz | Marie Claire
Is it “running through the airport” kind of love?
i have HRE (hopeless romantic energy)
i highly recommend the person i reblogged this from!
i guess. journal entry