Hug me until I smell like you.
k.b. // unknown
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Mike Driver
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

tannertan36
almost home
Not today Justin

bliss lane
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Cosmic Funnies

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Xuebing Du
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@mpyres-kai-tsigara
Hug me until I smell like you.
k.b. // unknown
It's crazy how trauma makes you push people away when all you want is love.
I come from a long line of people with something wrong with them
I didn’t chose depression, she chose me
the only thing that ever chose me
“We all need a friend who’ll sit with us in silence when words won’t work.”
— darencolbert
“Some words stay in your head long after they’re spoken.”
— Robin Roe
imagine someone daydreaming about you..damn
You were the first person I wanted to be with forever.
Doesn't matter how hard you try, you'll never be able to forget your first love.
k.b. // just shows you how much love you carry
All of those nights, still tattooed on my mind.
k.b. // sasha sloan - again
“I want to sleep with you. I don’t mean have sex. I mean sleep. Together. Under my blankets. In my bed. With my hand on your chest and your arm around me. With the window cracked, so it’s chilly and we have to cuddle closer. No talking, just sleepy, blissfuly happy, silence.”
— unknown
He sleeps in my bed
Breathing softly and gently
The way children do
It is dark and I cannot see him
But I listen
And I am comforted
By the in and out
Of his soft breath
c.d. - Lovers Breath
“But she knew he had slept as deeply and as well as she had. She had not woken, but a part of her had known that she slept only because he slept with her, his arms about her.”
— Mary Balogh, from Thief of Dreams