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"the cheesy smile"

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I did a thing.

#FAVE

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Gilinsky saying “I love you” (who doesn’t need this on their blog??)

#my fame post basically #mine

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I had to omg but yay nate

#mine

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Johnson <3 (pretty sure this one fits the screen almost perfectly…)

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I made this collage/background thing for iphone/iPod or whatever you want to use it for but if you use this please like/reblog this post!!!!

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The layering of our lives is what made our time together so special. The thousand sounds or sights or feelings that were there with us made that moment unique from anything we’ve ever experienced alone. having him there was like being reborn. he made me feel young and inviting to anyone and anything. he introduced me to a trillion new feelings. he made life fun. when he wasn’t around, and i was forced into the same routine, i felt bland, like a light grey. but when he was around i felt like my favorite shade of yellow - bright and cheerful. and he was always a bright red that was intriguing and classic. together we were orange like the color of the sunset. somehow we fit together to make the perfect color - not like mixing pink and black to the point where the pink doesn’t even exist anymore. i was happy i found my balance, but afraid because his bright red had the ability to change to a dark maroon any day. i just hope he loves orange as much as i do.

#I love this one aw

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The sunset was always his favorite part of the day. I think he felt comfort in the reassurance that it would keep happening no matter how much his life changed. I started to feel that way too. It reminded me of him. I felt that as long as I was watching the same exact sun pass over the horizon, he was right by my side, no matter how many miles away he really was. Watching the sunset with him was my favorite time of the day. He took me to all of his favorites places to just sit on the hood of his car, my head resting against his chest, to soak it all in. We would never talk at this point. The silence that was present was the comfortable kind though, we knew that. Often just after the last bit of the sun passed over the horizon he would turn to me and ask what I was thinking about, and honestly it was always him. He was the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen, especially at this time of the day. By just glancing his way you could tell that he was in deep thought. Sometimes I wondered if he ever thought of me, but I never asked. I knew I could rely on him just as he relied on the sun and I never wanted to ruin that feeling.

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With the hope of nobody believing in it, I think we started to feel that way too. We started to drift apart. All the laughs we shared, stories we exchanged, were nothing compared to the force of the doubters around us. I knew he was meant for me and I for him. We could feel it in our hearts every time we looked at each other. But somehow, somewhere along the long road that is love we found a fork, I wanting to go one way and he wanting to go in the other direction. I would still crave him though, every waking minute of the day. I didn’t crave sexual activity, I craved him. I craved talking to each other as we fell asleep and running around doing foolish things in the daylight. “I know we can make it work,” he told me. And suddenly everyone else in the world didn’t exist and it was just him and me. He was my home. They always say “there’s no place like home” and I never want to leave mine.

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Ok so I don’t really know what I did (purely just messing around at 1am yesterday) but this is my first time doing this idk I might do more of the other boys I thought this turned out cool so give me feedback please!!!!