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Jules of Nature
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Mike Driver
Xuebing Du
Not today Justin
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
ojovivo
DEAR READER
Claire Keane
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@roxkstarrqueen
i’ll never be in a teen again at a heated rivalry themed rave
i hate limerence
i feel like marissa in tijuana everyday
why can’t i have my own personal friend who gets me and tells me things. i used to have one but she was like so controlling, always had to be right, and boy crazy, which i don’t care to talk about boys. maybe once i reach college i can finally be around people like me.
my poor girl, i can’t stop thinking about her
i love being alone
Shameless 3.11 // Heated Rivalry 1.06
It creeps in slowly, almost imperceptible at first—a flicker of interest, then fixation. They lodge beneath the skin like a splinter, impossible to ignore. You replay their words long after they’ve left the room, dissecting tone, gesture, absence. Every silence becomes a puzzle. You’re no longer your own—your thoughts rewire around them, your attention hijacked by the possibility of their attention. It’s not love, not really. It’s hunger with a velvet face. A kind of beautiful rot that softens the edges of reason. You know the imbalance, the desperation it breeds. But still, you linger in the waiting. Still, you ache to be seen by them in the way you’ve already imagined.
limerence - by morgan lily
the holy trinity of soft kisses