La respuesta era sí, pero nunca hiciste la pregunta.
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Sade Olutola
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
noise dept.
Noah Kahan

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RMH

#extradirty
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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La respuesta era sí, pero nunca hiciste la pregunta.
(via sinfonia-de-letras)
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Ella habla de ti como si tú fueras quien pone las estrellas en el cielo.
(via lauvidriales)
*being murdered*
finally
*is reincarnated as myself*
why
…le conté una historia de dos personas. Dos personas que no deberían haberse conocido y que al principio no se cayeron demasiado bien, pero que descubrieron que eran las únicas personas en el mundo que podrían comprenderse.
Me before you (Yo antes de ti) by Jojo Moyes. (via d0llf4cedontcryy)
Three words, eight letters. Say it and I’m yours.
Blair Waldorf (via 50shadesofcrazyxx)
I want to shake you by the shoulders until all the words I’ve been meaning to say spill from my mouth into your lap so you can deal with the pieces of me that you left behind.
vivacioushannah (via wnq-writers)
Él tenía insomnio. Ella tenía insomnio. No se hablan, no se escriben... pero no dejan de pensarse.
I tried to bleed you out of my body but you had already planted roots in my heart. Removing you will be the death of me.
jo-essence (via wnq-writers)
I asked her if she wanted a cigarette, she told me that if she wanted her lungs to be as black as her heart she would’ve just kissed him again.
ladonalex (via wnq-writers)
Y aunque te prometí cariño, siempre amarte, creo que es el momento adecuado,para por fin olvidarte.
(via cicatrices-de-un-angel-caido)
Nos dimos un verso,y nos metimos en un grave poema.
(via veneciacrugnale)
The truth is you do not care about me much anymore The truth is you f*cked me up real bad The truth is you hurt me a lot The truth is I depended on you a lot The truth is I was unaware of my depression The truth is I could not handle it when we fell apart The truth is I expect a lot The truth is I thought too high of you The truth is you disappointed me The truth is I miss you The truth is I avoid you so I don’t get hurt again The truth is I avoid you to not bring up the past The truth is if I’ll talk I’d say something I’m not supposed to The truth is sometimes I want to hurt you The truth is I’d do anything but hurt you The truth is I’ve been in a lot of pain The truth is it’s the distance that’s keeping me sane The truth is I love you The truth is if we are to be then we will be The truth is it isn’t up to me now The truth is it’s your turn to try now
anpoet (via wnq-writers)