i guess i must be dreaming

a lover, who knows to whom he belongs. i will always be yours.

[sighingkarldrogo]

I, know a place, It's somewhere I go when I need to remember your face. We get married in our heads, Something to do while we try to recall how we met.

Do you think I have forgotten? Do you think I have forgotten? Do you think I have forgotten, About you?

You and I, (don't let go) were alive, (don't let go) With nothing to do, I could lay and just look in your eyes. Wait, (don't let go) and pretend, (don't let go) Hold on and hope that we'll find our way back in the end.

Do you think I have forgotten? Do you think I have forgotten? Do you think I have forgotten, About you?

Do you think I have forgotten? Do you think I have forgotten? Do you think I have forgotten, About you?

There was something 'bout you that now I can't remember, It's the same damn thing that made my heart surrender, And I miss you on a train, I miss you in the morning, I never know what to think about.

I think about you. (so don't let go) About you. (so don't let go) Do you think I have forgotten, About you? (Don't let go)

About you, About you. Do you think I have forgotten, About you? (Don't let go)

[shisasan]

I love you. 26 June 1926 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

[invisibleofdreams]

[socialistexan]

Babe wake up, new all time great image just dropped

[wifegideonnav]

“bits to use in everyday conversations”

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“When I kissed her I was so full of desire between one kiss and another that I felt I would lose her if we stopped kissing.”

— Mahmoud Darwish, tr. by Ibrahim Muhawi, from “Journal of an Ordinary Grief,”

[sighingkarldrogo]

first song the came on in the car on the way home

[sighingkarldrogo]

05/19/2026

that's it chat, that's the post

[oncce-againn]

Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level, belong together.

[ss-writess]

“If I touched you the way I truly wanted to, I think even your bones would remember me after death.”

[pardalote]

Finished stitching my Oversight series.

12 small embroidered poem-objects in wool, linen, cotton, silk, stitched on canvaswork mesh and edged in glass beads.

[nuttybarzz]

Let me know all of you

[queenoffuckineverythingx]

[motojane]

[shisasan]

15 May, 1937 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

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