
JVL

Love Begins
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
noise dept.
Today's Document
almost home
todays bird
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Keni
TVSTRANGERTHINGS

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Mike Driver
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

@theartofmadeline

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Not today Justin

if i look back, i am lost
trying on a metaphor

Kaledo Art

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@zoeyy-sc
women be downloading pdfs
And menâŚ.donâtâŚ.?âŚ?
no men canât read
sun: đ me: shut the fuck
moon: đ
me: ily
Kristen Stewart
I wonder if your voice is as soft and warm to other people as it is to me
or is it because Iâm in love with you
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I want a soft kind of love. A best friends kind of love. A "good morning baby, I'll make coffee and meet you in the shower" kind of love. I want lazy Sundays spent in bed and groggy Mondays getting ready for work side by side. I want the kind of love that makes you question if you ever felt love before. I want slow and steady and I want jumping headfirst into anything as long as we're together. The kind of love that feels like home and like a great adventure. I want that love.
but you see her on instagram and it was never really said that you guys arenât friends but one day she stopped answering and you stopped texting and itâs not like the wound is a cavern but it is a diagram of what if in red letters. you want to tell her nice lipstick thatâs a good color but the last time you spoke it was stilted and awkwardÂ
how do you say goodbye, you know? itâs not an unfriend and block kind of situation. but you watch the people you once loved go on and have a life and youâre outside of it. and itâs bittersweet because of course itâs okay that youâre both thriving. but she used to be who youâd call if you needed to cry. she used to be whoâd youâd be binge watching the new series with. you used to be hers, in a way, even if that way wasnât permanent. and now sheâs someone else and so are you and your friendship is clicking heart shapes next to pictures where she smiles next to people youâve never met. you know where her birthmark is. she knows where youâve buried your dead.
the poets and the singers and the authors write about romantic love when it ends. but nobody tells you how to get over a friend.
can someone please be proud of me like fuck Iâm trying
we would be so lost without garlic
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do you ever see someoneâs lips and just
ugh