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ohmygod i'm a legend

[rubiesheart]

she's like the smell of a fresh book, a first cup of coffee in the morning, the sun crashing against your walls seeping into your skin. she's like a field of daisies on a hot summer night. she feels like a love song, and she smells of cigarettes and sex. her hair's like golden strings, and her smile's like home after a long day. she's like the light breeze grazing the stars at midnight. her lips are like the first ripe peaches that taste like honey. her touch feels like sunshine, and her tears are as cold as the ocean. she's the smell of rain and the winter sunset. her eyes are like the sea, tranquil yet so full of life. and her mind, where do i even begin? she's a blank canvas, yet a masterpiece.

she's told you her every secret, yet you will never figure her out.

[rubiesheart]

to all of you who are reading this wondering if you should send that text, kiss that someone you think you should, do that bold thing that's risky. do it. take risks. fall for someone, fall hard. jump into the unknown. nobody can guarantee that you won't be hurt. but again, nobody can guarantee you will. so don't let your insecurity leave you with regrets. live life so you have regretful stories to tell, not the 'what if's. it's much more fulfilled that way.

[rubiesheart]

when someone is wrong and they make you feel bad instead of admitting it <<<<<<

[rubiesheart]

first tat

[rubiesheart]

you know those people you only see at events and you say hi to them but you wanna get to know them better but at the same time you don't wanna ruin that mysterious barricade y'all got goin' on? yeah same.

[rubiesheart]

[rubiesheart]

We stood there, the city lights and the people walking past us all blending together, and the only thing I could focus on were his eyes. And not one of us would look away. And it seemed as if we stood that way for a piece of eternity, until reality do us part. But even if we went on our seperate ways, the gaze lingered on our skin, our tongues ached from unspoken words that we both knew wanted to be said. And next time, they will be said.

a passage from my heart

[rubiesheart]

out here, listening to dumb love songs, thinking about one dumb boy and how i wanna hold his dumb hand.

[rubiesheart]

you ever think about someone, but not in the way we all think about people. not the reciting fake scenarios and wondering how to get their attention and talk to them type of thinking about them, but the type where you're awake at 2 am and you're wondering if they're sleeping. you start wondering how they look while they're sleeping. when did they fall asleep? what's the last thought that went through their head while falling asleep? when do they wake up, and what's the first thing they do when they do. what are they thinking about as they're walking to school, and what's playing through their headphones? did they eat breakfast or were they as lazy as i was this morning? for how long do they look at themselves in the mirror, and what do they think when picking their outfit? are they awake right now as i am, and are they thinking about all this as i am? when they smile randomly what, or who, are they thinking about? damn, it would be nice to know...

[rubiesheart]

bitches be like: omg i'm a masochist i want brusies and scars daddy but then someone pinches them and they fall down on the floor crying hysterically.

[rubiesheart]

i'd be a great girlfriend like, i make killer sandwiches, my thighs are fat therefore they're a great pillow, and i'm ugly so you'd look a hundred times prettier. facts sis

[rubiesheart]

you know that feeling when you've been eyeing a tv show for a while but you haven't actually started watching it bc you're too lazy and then one day you say 'hey why don't i just check it out for a few minutes it won't be long' and then suddenly you find yourself on the couch with all your chores done halfway because you stopped just to check the show out for a minute and you're laying on the couch with the second season already loading and you're so deep into it and you've got all your friends on the phone begging them to watch it and you start browsing the internet for a show that's literally the same as that one just because you don't wanna be miserable and rewatch it? oh yeah me neither,, just sayin..

[rubiesheart]

fuck romantic gestures, send me a meme

[rubiesheart]

bi culture is making girls think you're straight and making guys think you're gay

[literal-cinnamon-roll]

I knitted Cinnamon a sweater and this is her excitedly putting it on!!

[romancememes]

i wanna hold u and i wanna touch u and i wanna kiss you. because you’re beautiful.

but more importantly i wanna know you. i wanna know your passions, your lil hobbies, the things and the people you like. i wanna talk about dumb shit with you and learn your favorite color, wanna go on cheesy dates with u and explore the woods and go on picnics. i wanna have deep conversations and lighthearted ones too. i want to know you, because i think the world of you. and i hope you feel the same way about me.

i don’t wanna be just another pretty face to kiss or a nice body to stare at. i want to be someone who’s there for you, and i want you to be someone who’s there for me too. i just want to know you. to tell you goodnight and good morning. to cheer you up whenever you’re feeling sad, to vent to you when i’m feeling insecure, to be a smile that brightens your whole day.

and maybe i’m too idealistic. but you’re astonishing to me, the way you talk and the way you act and the things you do amaze me. and sometimes i feel like how could someone like you even like someone like me? but i hope you really do. i hope you really like me, and not just in a shallow way but in a way that makes you want to fall asleep on the phone with me, to whisk me away on late-night adventures, to cry to me when you’re feeling sad because i can always make you feel better.

is that how you feel? because that’s how i do. and i know i’m a little idealistic, a little bit of a perfectionist, but i want something that’s true and deep and real.

shallow love hurts me more than anything and i hope that you want just what i want.

[myheartisinpoetry]

“An attraction that became a connection. Lust that became love. The crush that became the soulmate.”