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iâm actually going to be archiving this blog and starting anew. so if youâd like to remain mutuals like this post? and i will follow from the new blog once itâs up.
Play with his hair while his heads in your lap until he falls asleep when he comes home from bad days
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Donât ever think I fell for you, or fell over you. I didnât fall in love, I rose in it. I saw you and made up my mind.
Toni Morrison, Jazz (via wordsnquotes)
There were girls who would tear you apart with their lips.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night (via wordsnquotes)
â What is your problem? â Who knows, I have so many.
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Sheâs the work of shooting stars; my one and only wish
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Most beautiful, good things are done by women people scorn.
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My heart is so tired.
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Why, Universe, did you decide I was strong enough to handle this?
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