let's feel the sun burn on our skin in summer, and the leaves crinkle in autumn, keep each other warm in winter, and watch it blossom all over again in the spring
seen from China

seen from T1
seen from Singapore

seen from Singapore

seen from Singapore

seen from Singapore
seen from China
seen from Greece

seen from Pakistan

seen from United States

seen from Singapore

seen from T1
seen from Bangladesh
seen from T1
seen from Brazil
seen from Tunisia
seen from China

seen from Singapore

seen from United States

seen from China
let's feel the sun burn on our skin in summer, and the leaves crinkle in autumn, keep each other warm in winter, and watch it blossom all over again in the spring
Every time you're hurting, i wish i could wrap my arms around you and hold you as long as you need.
you live in my daydreams
I wish so dearly to declare to you how much I love you, but alas, I cannot. I must wait until we can be face to face; until I can drink in your beauty without a screen and can hear your voice chime like bells in my ears. My love, I cannot wait to see you.
thinking about kissing your perfect lips and running my hands through your perfect hair and tracing your perfect face.
Intro post of sorts! This is a queerplatonic and polyam suggestions blog, but they can be interpreted as romantic if you so choose. Preferably don’t talk too much about irl romance though
I’m Mal or Bee!! I use he/him or mi/min/mind/minds/mindself (I coined those ones!!) pronouns. I’m aromantic bisexual and also a minor, so don’t be creepy.
DNI if you’re lgbtq+phobic/anti-mogai, racist/anti-blm/anti-acab/alm/etc., aspec/bi/pan exclusionist, truscum/transmed, terfs/swerfs, pedophile, support incest of any kind, anti-anti, thinspo/pro-ana
Anybody (in terms of like wlw, mlm, nblnb, etc.) can interact!! You don’t have to be lgbtq+ to interact, either. Self shippers are free to reblog from me as well!!
If there’s anything else you’d like to know, please ask!!
I want to make a nest of blankets, comforters, and pillows for us
It's more gigantic than the whole Atlantic and any other ocean in between. Not the love I have chosen but the love that has chosen me.
Departures - Grace Petrie