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Love Begins
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

Origami Around

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almost home

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Wreckage
Sometimes my head is filled with nothing and everything at once. It hurts but is at ease, and you make the waves in its seas higher and higher; breaking, crashing, and then nothing. Just the stillness of emptiness, and you stare into my eyes waiting for it to pour out, to make a stain glass window of dark conciliation. It’s you and me, against the sea.
-A poem written by me
I almost peed myself from laughing at this.
if now during the quarantine you have stopped wearing make up and shaving because 'nobody's going to see it anyways' maybe it's time to admit that you never did those things 'for yourself' in the first place and that it has always been about the pressure that society puts on women to conform to a certain standard of what is considered beautiful or desirable
I apologize for my poor gif-making skills, but it should be enough to appreciate how Aziraphale takes Crowley under his wing in exact the same moment that Adam takes Eve’s hand.
“Saw a giant snake outside A.Z. Fell’s bookshop. Nature is healing.”
Breath of French Air
Perhaps it is true that we do not really exist until there is someone there to see us existing, we cannot properly speak until there is someone who can understand what we are saying in essence, we are not wholly alive until we are loved.
Alain de Botton (via quotemadness)