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background practice that took on a life of its own
i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again!! i would prefer to be an orb
Yes, its true. I want to cuddle 102% of the time.
My kids are gonna have parents that are madly in love with each other thats my plan
There is something broken inside me. A part of me that cannot be fixed. I thought it was my heart but I have loved and been loved in return and still, something inside me remains empty. There is a hole that cannot be filled. Not with love, not with happiness, not with feelings. It consumes emotions with a hunger but never seems to fill, it never seems to be satisfied. I walk around like a rollercoaster, feeling everything yet nothing. Hurting but not knowing where it hurts, where all this pain comes from. Maybe it’s my soul, a part of me that cannot be seen, that cannot be touched, that cannot connect with the world around me.
If we date you're gonna have to get used to me always wanting to touch you
What's the purest form of love?
Laughing during sex
oh haven’t you heard???? things will get better and you will be okay
*Still uses pinky promises as a legitimate foundation of trust*
Remember that the reason you’re doing this is to make your life better
idk man the thing that sucks about not being really pretty is that no matter what you tell yourself and what your friends might say, you sort of always know that you’re just not. and i’m not talking about being stubborn and fishing for compliments, it’s just knowing that you’re not conventionally attractive, that people on the street won’t double-take when you pass by them, that people won’t be flustered trying to talk to you. and i know looks aren’t everything but damn it sure feels like it when you aren’t absolutely gorgeous