ok bye y’all it’s been fun, but i’m gonna be inactive on this blog. i don’t use tumblr like i used to so there’s no point in using it anyway. i’m just keeping this blog up for the memories <3
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if i look back, i am lost
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ok bye y’all it’s been fun, but i’m gonna be inactive on this blog. i don’t use tumblr like i used to so there’s no point in using it anyway. i’m just keeping this blog up for the memories <3
stop asking me if I’m ok ill literally makeout with you
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
rb if your account is a safe space for polyamorous people
I got my hopes up I guess
Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
The Doubling of Self: An Interview with Richard Siken by Peter Mishler
Sitting in his lap when he plays videogames, not even talking, just enjoying his presence 🥺
Warsan Shire, "Conversations About Home" from Teaching My Mother How To Give Birth
im very dreamy, but only in the way that I usually make no sense and people forget me all the time
Does a vampire wanna come and bite me and turn me into a vampire so we can be two vampires in love
i want to be in love. i want to love so fiercely that it’s a physical ache in my chest. i don’t care if it hurts. i don’t care if it crashes and burns i want it. i dont think i can put into words how much i want it. i want soft kisses. i want arms around my waist washing dishes. i want aching hips and bruised lips. i want the flutter of a thousand butterflies coursing through my ribcage. i want long nights and late mornings. i want photos of us. i want to not be able to keep my hands off him. i want furious, rioting, tender, sweet, enduring love.
me and my husband // francis forever // nobody
mitski lyrics & wooded hiking trails
to whom does your heart belong? quiz
i want all of you putting “no <3″ as your secret to know you are not funny and i hate you
John Keats, “Letter to Fanny Browne,” 8 July 1819
Clarice Lispector, tr. by Elizabeth Lowe, Água Viva
not to be gay but i want to sit in a boys lap and be held,,,