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we're not kids anymore.

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YOU ARE THE REASON

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@ixolvted
Soultwin Studio
The best love story I can tell you is me falling in love with myself. It's taken lots of work, and sometimes I forget this is something I have to actively work on, but some mornings the sin shines so pretty and my plants look specially green and coffee tastes so goood and I remember I can and will be ok with myself, and with that, things look brighter.
I love this. Thank you for sharing. This is one of the most important love stories.
xo
You are everywhere,
but never with me.
Parallel // ma.ca.
Trust the wait. Embrace the uncertainty. Enjoy the beauty of becoming.
(via purplebuddhaquotes)
How do you claim to love me- when you can’t notice the sorrow in my voice, the distance in my eyes, the world in my hands; you say you love me, so tell me how I’m lonely in your presence, tell me how my pillow is wetter than your chest, how the imprints on my back are my own, how my left hand reaches for my right instead of yours, if you love me so much, why do I feel this unloved?
Unloved, Eliot Knight (via eli0tknight)
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kinda funny when english teachers say stuff like “i can tell if you didnt read the book” or “i can tell when people bs their paper”
no you cant. you can tell when people are bad at bs-ing their paper. i didnt even read the sparknotes and i barely skimmed the wikipedia and you gave me an A. you kneel before my throne unaware that it was born of lies
now looking back wishing i could've froze the moments between us where there were no complications and only the feeling of being newly in love.
missing the idea of u
not anyone else.
OK Google
how do I find someone that will reciprocate all the love that I give them
I WISSSSSSSSHHHHHH a nigga would!!! LMBO!!
I’ll fucking fight this nigga on sight
(18+)
Friends with Benefits
12.9.15
We touch each other casually; a poke in the stomach, a jab in the side. I slap your ass when no one is watching and you look me up and down in my tube top and mini-skirt like I am a medium-rare slab of meat.
When we lie on your bed, you grab my hips when I teeter too close to the edge; I hold your hand when I am scared or cold, and I lean against your shoulder when I am lonely, which is more often than not.
These exchanges are not hidden, just quiet. Two flirts existing in the same bubble, our grins are not war-cries, merely comfort. They are public, yet the world does not seem to care. They do not care, because neither do we.
I am ashamed to admit I am in love with these moments. Casual lingers and air-blown kisses– they keep me saner than you know. I am in love with what we are, as long as I do not think of what we are not.
–Aeriko