micayla

[brownbbygirl-deactivated2017033]

i look like I be chillin but i be sad lowkey

[hotboyproblems]

why does every tumblr

user think they can

write poems just by

using the space bar

and enter button

                            (J.P)

[picturesc0uples]

[mjalti]

I know it sounds fake but you really do have a lot of silent lovers on this planet who look at you and wish they had your smile or your hair color or your humor or your intellect or your intentions or your heart, your manners, your eyes, your ease, even just you. People who are too shy to tell you what they admire about you or what they wish for you or who they see themselves becoming bc of you & they’re too shy to tell you. even tho it isn’t verbalized, the universe has still heard and the universe has loved you for helping out on its creations. You’re that person. You’re you.

[dee--cee]

So I was scratching my girlfriend’s back and I decided to write ‘will you marry me’ on her back and as I was writing it she interrupted me and said yes I’ll marry you and my heart died… so guys, that’s how I proposed to my girlfriend

[qoa]

[thepersonalquotes]

[hipstered]

have a relationship thats mature enough to sit down and be like “ look this is our problem and this is how we’re gonna fix it..” SIMPLE

[adrenaline]

[shareaquote]

The person I left you for was me.

rebdomina  (via wordsnquotes)

[maneater420]

[adrenaline]

[suspend]

Sometimes you have to break promises not because you want to but because you have to.

-3 am thoughts (via suspend)

[suspend]

It makes me sad waking up alone when there’s someone willing to wake up with me

-3 am thoughts (via suspend)

[sick-intentions]

I just wanna be the girl of someone’s dreams ya know

[wlwbeauty-blog]

Concept: you’ve been married to your wife for 3 years. You wake up in your bed before she does, your nose cold but your body warm. Careful not to wake her, you get out of bed and your toes curl when your feet hit the cold floor. You brew a pot of coffee and take a cup, making sure to leave enough for her. You pull on a big sweater and walk out onto your deck, sitting in a big wood chair to look out over the forest. The leaves are orange and edged with frost. All is quiet as the sun rises over the trees. You hear the door opening behind you and your wife sits down next to you, wrapping the comforter from your bed around both of you shoulders. You sit there like that until the sun is well up and your coffee cups are empty.

[extrashenanigans-deactivated202]

Oh my god. This is it. I want this so badly.

[adrenaline]