Dans une grande âme tout est grand. @sempre-infiore - Tumblr Blog

i keep thinking about this: maybe love isn’t a destination or a possession but an influence. a force that changes your shape. that helps you become. and when it’s gone, it doesn’t mean you’ve lost it. it means you’ve absorbed it. the people who leave don’t take it with them. they leave it behind in you.

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love is about transforming. about leaving someone better than you found them, even if you had to leave. and i hope i’ve done that. i hope somewhere, someone is still listening to a song i showed them. still laughing at something i said. still drinking their coffee the way i do. we don’t belong to each other but we do belong to the versions of ourselves we became in each other’s presence and in that way, we never truly lose anyone.

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by yomargey

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Travel and tell no one. Live a true love story and tell no one. Live happily and tell no one. People ruin beautiful things.

Khalil Gibran

by-dreu

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐

𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎

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View from the Neuschwanstein Castle

Bavaria, Germany, IX 2022

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– if no one has ever told you, (via pinterest)

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“I’ll fuck you when you’re mad and you need to let off steam, I’ll fuck you when you’re craving me so badly that your head is spinning, and I’ll fuck you when I feel the need to claim you and make you remember who you’re with. I’ll make love to you when you’ve had a long hard day with school or work, when you’re sad and you need me to make you feel loved and beautiful again. I’ll channel my love into your body with my fingers and my lips and I won’t let you doubt what I feel for you.”

— (via unbrokhen)