It’s V’s birthday !!! 🎉🥳💙
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@softtiff
It’s V’s birthday !!! 🎉🥳💙
“i. meeting you: when I saw you, the world didn’t reroute on a new axis but the stars seemed to glimmer a little more than I remembered them doing the night before. from the moment our hands brushed, something in me shivered, some part of my heart shook, a form of a yes. a yes, you belong in my life, a yes, you are meant to matter. but we clashed in a storm of fire and ice and it took me what looking back seems like a lifetime to realize that you’ve changed me, that a part of me recognized your scars as the same as mine the moment you spoke a part of my name. ii. understanding you: it took breaking, it took sobbing in the middle of night and realizing that yes I can be alone with you. it’s this moment, where I see you looking at me, not like you can save me, no. but like you recognize the shadows dancing on my skin, the faint bruises and clenched fists and the ache inside my heart. And the world grows quiet, like it’s giving this moment the weight it deserves, and it’s in the darkness that I realize we can change the universe. iii. trusting you: and our hands grow bloody as our hearts open, spilling part of us on the ground that the other picks up and remakes. forging a sword, a shield, a song out the echoes we let break away from our souls. somehow I realize the voice in the back of my mind, giving me hope, giving me faith, sounds a lot like yours, it sounds like the way you say my name and I say yours the same way. as absolution, as something almost like salvation, as a need that I can’t live without iv. loving you: and it’s when you’re threatened, it’s when you’re hurt and the rage that raises up inside me contains the bitten scream of “mine”. it’s when you take my hand, you take my burden like I haven’t transformed myself into atlas to save you. It’s when you gaze into my eyes like i’m something worth worshipping, like i’m something worth burning the universe for. and it comes and goes in waves until one day I wake up and my first thought is you, and when I dream the last name I utter is yours v. losing you: but the stars that stayed silent at our turning point aren’t content to watch us, no they want to test us but they didn’t understand that loving you stopped being something that scared me the moment I realized it because, darling, I don’t know where you end and where I begin. so yes, I lost you to space and time, I nearly lost you to fate but we were always fighters and so I know you’ll come back to me, I know you’ll come home to me. and our devotion outstrips the fairytales because we were never guaranteed a happy ending, with our dirty hands, with our sly smiles, with our cuts and scars but we’ve made the constellations want to chart our names + vi. finding you: when we crash back together, the world narrows down to the sound of a beating heart, pounding loud enough to be a greek chorus and it’s a welcome change from the way my chest seemed empty. I always knew that in a crowd of thousands I’d be able to meet your eyes, to find you. and with our smiles the universe restarts, with my name dropping from your lips the sun reignites, because we are the center of the story, from the beginning up till now and we’re only just past the first chapter.”
— The 5 Stages of Loving You by Abby S (via fireandsteelofangels)
“I’m a soft believer in the wisdom of loving someone in such a way that sets them free because love blossoms in appreciation. Love blossoms when it’s watered with gentleness, tenderness, and care. Love blossoms when it is given the space to be beautiful on its own.”
— Juansen Dizon
And it hurts me to know I’m alone now, and it’s worse when I know that I chose it.
La Dispute // Edit Your Hometown
I’ll always love you,
I’m just not in love anymore.
Phora
The biggest scam your brain is telling you is that everybody else is human and allowed to make mistakes but that you yourself have to be perfect and flawless to deserve their company
Anais Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1939-1947
for personal reasons i will not be responding to guilt tripping and power games i will simply love you less and forgive us both for that
Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours
“I am trying to make every moment count, without throwing myself all over the place, without tearing myself apart. I am trying to make sense of the chaos inside of me, without breaking myself, without killing myself at the end of the day.”
— Lukas W. // Every moment
guess what number im thinking of
420
no, that’s really immature of you. someone else guess and please take this seriously
yeah it was 69
All I ask of you is to be honest. Be honest with your intentions, be honest with your words, and be honest with yourself.
J.H. (via signedjh)
“I thought this was it, this was my chance to be happy. I had you and I was blessed and everything felt okay for once, suddenly it all came crashing downhill and I’m drowning and I can’t breathe.”
drowning
“It’s an awful feeling not knowing where you stand with someone.”
— Day 41
You kept saying “we’re gonna be okay”
And you’re right,
We were,
Just not together.
Because it’s come to a point
Where it’s much easier to put out our fire
Than to ignite it anymore.
P.H.
Always in the wrong time zone Many times in the wrong decade How many times is it going to be an almost? How many times will I have to be okay?
It’s 3 pm now and I want to go back to sleep. I want to wake up when you wake up and I want to be just the right age when I do.
Love is supposed to make people say things like, ‘Age is just a number’ And 'Distance makes the heart grow fonder’ But numbers are powerful and distance is a lot harder.
So this time again, I will try to forget, Maybe indulge in people I can touch, Some day you may be one such person too.