[not-hard-to-love]

[femaleintimacy-deactivated20210]

[bled]

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[motivationsforlife]

[begavet]

[foolsgoldd]

I crave the most innocent parts of a relationship. Like holding hands and forehead kisses and being able to tell someone how much I absolutely adore them.

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🦋🦋🦋

[rohie-deactivated20191102]

[thehopefulquotes]

She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile even if she was sad. No, she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

[vodkakilledtheteen]

You weren’t ever really mine and I wasn’t ever really yours. I liked to think that because it made my heart dance inside my chest, and it cleared my lungs from choking on the broken thoughts that always get spilled from my head. You always told me that you were mine, and you told me that I was yours. But in a world filled with fiction we started to blend. Months went by slowly but too fast. We built bridges between our hearts. It was fun and I felt free. But the thing is. You always thought about yourself. You put yourself first. You invented little lies and made pretend that you were making a constellation about us. And then it happened. One day the bridge between our heart fell to the ground. It was slow but everything seemed so fast. You left. And I’m here still mourning you like you’re dead. Maybe all along you really were.

— Alexa Evangelista, the book I’ll never finish writing

[framesandflames]

[bled]

The Killing (2011-2014)

[femaleintimacy-deactivated20210]

[monster2003]

[odeaosratos5]

[octoberbrunette]

[approvers]