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ivelive

HOLY SHIT I AM CRYING IN THE CLUB

The way Ivy said “I love you too Harls” HIT DIFFERENT

resonance-of-libra

This is the Lucky Ace. Reblog to recieve a wad of cash that is oddly specific to your current needs.

jukaidream

I reblogged this shit two days ago y’all… what kinda sorcery is this. Oddly specific too …. I’ll take it tho 🤯

thisisasinkingship

I think I did it wrong

comic-girl2234-deactivated20240

Uh I reblogged this like 3 days ago and I start my new job on Monday??? Like idk how you accidentally find a job but I did.

caprifreak

I need to get paid asap so pls ace help

caprifreak

I GOT PAID I GOT PAID!!!!!! MUCH MORE THAN I EXPECTED AAAAAAAAAAAA THANK YOU ACE

musinvenusian

I legit have a specific amount i want in my head rn it better come true 😭

riyerose

I ALSO HAVE A CERTAIN AMOUNT OF MONEY I WOULD LIKE TO ACQUIRE, PLEASE HELP

autumn-new-moon

This has worked before, so why not again?

witchling-guidence

I could really use a miracle. So why not

acewithdnd

im super broke let’s see some magic people.

sixpenceee

A mural seen through blue and red foil. The artist is Insane51

rannulfr

Ok, that is the coolest shit.

abies-balsamea

what the fuuuuuuuuuuuuu

papa-peach-deactivated20241019

I love this shit 😍

tullipsink

“I wonder what it’s like being 28 and waking up knowing you’re going to ask her to marry you tonight. I wonder what it’s like being 30 and waking up to her gone for the week on a work trip and having the entire bed to yourself for the first time in ages so you starfish the fuck out of it, but somehow drift over to their side because you already miss them. I wonder what it’s like being 42 and waking up for work content that the same pair of tired eyes as yesterday, and the day before that, and for the past 13 years, still look at you like you have the ability to reverse time and stop the sun from rising any higher, then you could both stay in bed. You blink, smile, and kiss her forehead softly as a reply, silently acknowledging your shared distaste for mornings, but not apologizing for wanting to wake up to those eyes again tomorrow. I wonder what it’s like being 49 and waking up beside someone who still makes you nervous when they look at you that close up in the morning, especially now that you’re nearing 50 and fully aware of the wrinkles you have and the ones on the way. I wonder what it’s like being 61 and waking up at 2pm because you were too sore and sickly to get out of bed that morning, but when you hear her key in the door after coming back from the store with some medicine, your favourite soup and a kiss, it still makes your heart beat fast enough to propel you off the bed and into her healing arms. I wonder what it’s like being 87 and waking up next to an undisturbed pillow and an unwrinkled half of a quilt because she died 2 years ago, peacefully in her sleep. It was just her time to go. I wonder what it’s like to live life in that much love. And when you do, I wonder what it’s like to lose it to something as trivial as your body passing through time. It’s heartbreaking that the body can’t last as long as the love between two people. But it’s also kind of beautiful that love transcends physical nature. All we can do is experience it while it’s here and while it lasts.”

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onlinecounsellingcollege

“I know I’m not easy to love. I’m a chronic over-thinker. I overreact more than I should…And every once in a while, I might be a little insecure. But if I am in love with you, I can promise you wholeheartedly that you will be loved with so much passion and intensity that you’ll forget what life felt like before I came along. You will always be cared for and you will always have someone in your corner. Maybe I’m not the best at being loved - But I like to think I’m pretty good at loving.”

— Chelsea Carroll

perksofbeingalesbian

When a girl is moaning “please don’t stop!” in bed, I don’t give a fuck how much your arm hurts, you deal with the pain and don’t stop fucking her

oureverlastingmistakes-blog

re-fucking-blog ‘til the day i die

Hhheeelllllll yes! Good riddens!

friiick

I’m looking for the perfect mix. I’m looking for a lover, but also a best friend. I’m looking for light that has been to the dark places. I’m looking for someone I don’t mind sharing my food or drinks with, someone who will put a smile on my face when smiling is the last thing I feel I’m capable of doing. I’m looking for someone that understands all my insecurities and doubts, someone that deciphers my mumbles and odd mannerisms. I’m looking for someone who I can introduce to my family to the point that they like her better than they like me. I’m looking for someone to stay up all night with planning the smallest details of the life we’re going to make for ourselves. I’m looking for someone to call home and an adventure, someone I never want to stop making memories with no matter how blurry they might be at times. I’m looking for someone I never stop falling in love with.