I am both happy and sad at the same time, and Iām still trying to figure out how that could be.
Stephen Chbosky,Ā The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via dissapolnted)
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Stranger Things
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almost home
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we're not kids anymore.

Andulka
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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I am both happy and sad at the same time, and Iām still trying to figure out how that could be.
Stephen Chbosky,Ā The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via dissapolnted)
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If I was brave.. I would possibly get this tattooed on me.Ā
O M G WHAT
Finally, I see this on my dash again. Thank you. Obsessed.
This is ⦠Iām simply obsessed I want this tattooed
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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Pablo Neruda: sonnet XVII
It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people youāve known forever donāt see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.
Nicholas Sparks (via observando)
These woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost, Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening (via observando)
The town was paper, but the memories were not.
John Green, Paper Towns (via observando)
me
I made a home out of you, Iām homesick again.
Days without you via (sextingonline)
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