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but i know love.

@alovething / alovething.tumblr.com

i'm the end of a hitchcock movie, a little dark and a lot confusing. about me.

wedding weekend continues (at The Mission / North Park) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqNsehklfdq/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=vs8k1hmcwpji

current mood: laying on the floor listening to the sad song on the #callmebyyourname soundtrack on my mickey mouse record player

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Love–to me–is exactly what happens in this movie: it’s feeling so comfortable and so…safe with someone else that you’re willing to expose everything in yourself to them, and they accept it and expose everything back. x
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the entire team: steve! you can’t take thanos alone!!
steve: i brought him a little gift
steve: *dramatic pause*
steve: THESE HANDS
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I began to test the eventual separation of our mouths, only to realize, now that I was making mere motions of ending the kiss, how much I’d wanted it not to stop, wanted his tongue in my mouth and mine in his—because all we had become, after all these weeks and all the strife and all the fits and starts that ushered a chill draft each time, was just two wet tongues flailing away in each other’s mouths. Just two tongues, all the rest was nothing.

- Call Me by Your Name, André Aciman