Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Mike Driver
cherry valley forever

Love Begins
Sweet Seals For You, Always
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

blake kathryn
NASA
will byers stan first human second
occasionally subtle
taylor price
almost home
YOU ARE THE REASON

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Sade Olutola
ojovivo

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@swamptype
Hercules (1997) dir. Ron Clements, John Musker
@me next time
And I bet you never thought you'd see me in this graveyard after you ghosted me.
I blame HBO Girls for my unrealistic expectations of the socially awkward and fucking weird men I date.
“The definition of love is elusive, which is why we write about it endlessly. Even Shakespeare couldn’t touch it. All the greatest love stories just seem to be about physical attraction. Romeo and Juliet didn’t know if they liked the same books or movies. It was just physical. After 62 years, it becomes something different entirely. My wife used to say: ‘We are one.’ And believe me, she was not the type of person to overstate something. Now that she’s gone, I realize how right she was. So much of our lives were linked. We were very physical and affectionate. But we also shared every ritual of our life. I miss her every time I leave a movie and can’t ask for her opinion. Or every time I go to a restaurant and can’t give her a taste of my chicken. I miss her most at night. We got in bed together at the same time every night.”
— https://www.facebook.com/humansofnewyork/photos/a.102107073196735.4429.102099916530784/1179159008824864/?type=3&theater
"Nobody dies from a lack of sex. It's a lack of love we die from." -The Handmaid's Tale, s3 e5