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elizabeth s.
I miss the ocean.
a day by the sea and a passage from the piece, "Going Back to Basics", from my debut writing collection [get a copy & read the full piece HERE] [or PDF] —L. V.
my kind of love is wanting to know every corner of your mind - a very innocent kind of love, fueled by child-like curiosity.
@bruisedandbubbly
Imagine being in someone’s scenario they make up in their mind at night
“So, I have to leave. ‘Cause you’re the best person I ever knew. And you keep saying all of these amazing things about me, and I just know that one day, you’re gonna realise that I’m-…. I’m none of those things. Not even close. And it kills me to know that I’ll never try to be the person you think I am, because I already think so little of myself that meeting your expectations is this immense, impossible task. So, I don’t bother." - Y/n to Optimus at some point in this stupid fic that was only meant to be a one shot and is now a flagrant example of self reflection.
She moaned like a confession and bloomed like sin, and I—well, I dragged my fingers through the wreckage and called it beautiful.
elizabeth s.