“We’re not lovers, we’re just strangers with the same damn hunger to be touched, to be loved to feel anything at all.”
— Strangers, Halsey ft. Lauren Jauregui.
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KIROKAZE
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Origami Around
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
Color Me Curious

Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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ojovivo
official daine visual archive

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if i look back, i am lost
Show & Tell

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club

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“We’re not lovers, we’re just strangers with the same damn hunger to be touched, to be loved to feel anything at all.”
— Strangers, Halsey ft. Lauren Jauregui.
Put your lips on my body
I can’t escape from you, because the only true thing I will ever feel is my love for you.
girls and love
“Isn’t it strange that we talk least about the things we think about most?”
— Charles Lindbergh
Because i like you.
everytime you reblog this tumblr gets gayer
“Too many people are trying to find the right person instead of being the right person”
— neckkiss (via neckkiss)
no one:
lulu antariksa, alycia debnam-carey, and katie mcgrath:
I’ll stay single till I get the energy I deserve
some songs are like old friends
“Love when you’re ready, not when you’re lonely.”
— Unknown (via quotemadness)
Text me all day, annoy me, spam me random shit, i love it
When a girl says “Make me” that’s secret code for “fuck the shit outta me until I can’t walk or talk straight”
netflix and…rest your head on my thigh while I run my fingers through your hair continuously
The days turned to months, the months to more, and before the au pair knew it, a year had passed. A trip around the sun, and she was still here. She was still her.
“A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.”
— Walter Winchell