“disappeared in a rough time then became too afraid to come back because thought everyone hated me” a story by me

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ellievsbear
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Fai_Ryy

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
Cosmic Funnies

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@jovittas
“disappeared in a rough time then became too afraid to come back because thought everyone hated me” a story by me
Mirror (1974) - by Andrei Tarkovsky
I feel like a time traveler: June, July, August. Summer dissolves in my mouth and I can’t remember what it tasted like.
Zoë Lianne, “Erasure” (via moonwhispers)
you don't have to do this on your own like there's no one that cares about you you don't have to act like you're alone like the walls are closing in around you
And he touches you again, For the first time in months. You feel transported back in time Like maybe, everything between this kiss and the last one 5 months ago was all just part of your imagination. And you can taste him again. His tongue is in your mouth And you’re not sure if you want more of him or more of his love. And you know you’re being selfish. You’re being destructive. You’re destroying all effort that you’ve made to move on, Just to feel his mouth on yours again and his hands all over your body. But maybe it’s worth it. This time, maybe he’s worth it.
Spit in my mouth baby, I want to taste more of your love (via weaksorry)
He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via wordsnquotes)
Jane Birkin in Les Chemins de Katmandou (1969),dir.André Cayatte
Carl Andre
She was not soft. She smelled like cigarettes, leather, and ground black coffee. And when you inhaled, she burned your lungs the way that made you want to do it again. She was danger, and you wanted her.
Tu, na montanha. Eu no meu sonho de estar No resíduo dos teus sonhos.
H. Hilst
Nathan Stewart-Jarrett in Utopia
uma confissão: pra me torturar eu fico lendo as maldade que as pessoa fala de mim
raise a glass of wine for the last time
i see fire / ed sheeran
it’s 11:11 when there’s not much time left to the day when we used to make wishes and laugh everything reminds me of you [...] like a strange flower that blooms between seasons like the morning star that hangs between days all of this, some day, will pass
tagged by @hoppuwrites!! ♡ rules: answer the questions and tag (ten) people you want to get to know better
relationship status: não importa quem jogou água, eu passo o rodo lipstick or chapstick: lipstick, vezenquando last song I listened to: loka - simone e simaria ft. anitta last movie I watched: the force awakens top 3 shows: do momento jessica jones, sense8 e htgawm top 3 characters: do momento sana (skam), sun (sense8) e dirk gently top 3 ships: krystal&eu, soojung&yo e vousmevoyez&jovittas
taggin’ no one haha #break the rules