Reblogged
That “loss” was a blessing in disguise.

and one day it all just connects
I want motherfucking magic in life. I want romance. I want peace. I want beauty and softness. I want love and warmth.
eye contact with same feelings
the purest form of love is consideration
nothing more attractive than calm men who can bring you comfort
“Forgive me if I don’t talk much at times. It’s loud enough in my head.”
— Unknown
‘no one wants to see your pictures of the sunset or food’ actually I Do
