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He/him. Just an outlet for all things to do with yearning, dark academia, poetry, thoughts, etc.

[lightrelfectinginapuddle]

I want to yell and cry and scream at the world, but when forged form love so gentle and tender even with its passion it couldn't muster myself to do so.

[ranboolivesaysstuff]

Who up boobing rn

[lightrelfectinginapuddle]

Always boobing

[lightrelfectinginapuddle]

My mind observed “his hand. His palm. His fingers. There's space there” and from there I was doomed.

[lightrelfectinginapuddle]

As a dude, one of my favourite things is calling my boyfriend gay slurs

[new-names]

Masculine names that start with V

Valentino

Van

Vega

Vere

Vernon

Victor

Vinal

Vincent

Virgil

Vlad

[greysfields]

have you eaten? (i love you). did you get enough sleep last night? (i love you). how do you feel today? (i love you). did you have a nice day? (i love you). will you come on a walk with me? (i love you). here's some fruit I cut up for you. (i love you) (i love you) (i love you).

[constellatedlove]

i love people you can just sit with. you do your thing, i’ll do mine. lets just exist alongside one another, in a silence that says “im glad you’re here.”

[constellatedlove]

you can build a home that is only loud with laughter. no broken glass, no broken plaster. a home that is warm, that is safe, where you can dance and sing and slowly heal. heal from the homes that weren’t quite as lovely. rebuild yourself and rebuild the broken pieces into a place that is full of love and light. a place where you can grow at your own pace, and embrace the years you missed. a house you can finally call home.

[constellatedlove]

things are constantly in motion, growing and changing and falling into place, and so are you. youve already changed and grown from past mistakes and experiences. you have made it so far even with all the cards you’ve been dealt and it’s made you who you are today. let yourself be proud of how far you’ve come and know that the lows aren’t permanent.

[lightrelfectinginapuddle]

How wonderful is it that at some point humans discovered we don't have to shelter from the rain, but can dance in it

[lightrelfectinginapuddle]

Just thinking about how once upon a time someone looked up at the stars and saw more then just white dots

[lightrelfectinginapuddle]

A bee flew up to me just now, landed on my opal card probably thinking the colour meant it was a flower. I just was still and let him check it out before bidding him good day as he flew away

[alexanders-mindpalace]

Me and my boys were placed so far away because whoever’s out there knew we’d be too powerful of gays to be put together. Just y’all wait until we meet hdjskks

[constellatedlove]

you aren’t a bad person for recognising things that are causing more harm than good and distancing yourself from them.

[lightrelfectinginapuddle]

I think the first time I truly realised how I was in love in a way that I hadn't been before was when, for the first time in a long while, I felt scared of this being too good to be true.

When opening up, showing my heart in all its vulnerability, I felt a fear I hadn't recognised at first.

I realised how truly I loved, when such love was something to fear loosing.

[lightrelfectinginapuddle]

There's something I adore about asking someone about their day, about their interests and hobbies. Please, recall to me your day, allow me to be there with you. Please, tell me how that thing you told me about is going. Don't spare me a detail.

[sunshine-mystical-dream]

No but like… I want to know. I want you to know I care and actually think about and hope that you’re doing okay throughout your day.

[lightrelfectinginapuddle]

How I turn my lights to the colours of him, the deep purples he baths in. It's an odd sweet comfort, being lit in the hues and shades I see him encompass. The pallet of his tender heart, and to think he sees me as such comparable art. The colours I associate with my beloved, the iridescence I know him to love. Here I lay, remembering his ghost touch, remembering two boys in the early dawns cusp.

(photos from Pinterest)

(Written by me, J.t)