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Double standards
Part one.
Being ignored for 2 days because I “overreacted” after not telling my boyfriend who I live with that I’m sorry for accidentally flicking a piece of plastic too dramatically and looked up at him with a straight face because yes, that was my intention the whole time.
Update part two.
I’m very stressy depressy because of work and family shit and I get home take a shower (and yes, cry) and he walks in there and decides to do his night routine and I can’t even ugly cry but finally wants to talk to me .WOW SHOCKER. After I get out. Mind you I just smoked a whole joint on my way home from work so I’m all ready to fall asleep.
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“I’ve wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love with life”
— Voltaire
Source: quotemadness.com
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asapwalky
Attention >>> Late night calls >>> Long paragraphs >>> Waist gripping >>> Ass grabbing >>> Reassurance >>> Loyalty >>>
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sext: i pray your smile will never fade.
sext: you look prettiest when you aren’t thinking about being pretty.
sext: you are poetry.
sext: the first time you wrote me poetry it knocked my knees to the ground and suddenly nothing else mattered but the way you loved me and you loved me so fucking good.
sext: i need you to call me whenever you’re free, i want to tell you about my day.
sext: i told my mom about you, she said you sound like something i gotta hang on to.
sext: i know it’s 3 am but i just drove for 4 hours straight and now i’m in seattle, but the streets don’t feel alive and i wish you were here to take in the calm with me. seattle has never felt calmer than now, but i need you.
sext: dude i really fucking love you.
sext: your music taste is flawless, send me more songs you write poetry to. i need to feel something.
sext: do you know what it means to be alive? i don’t and i’ve been thinking about it for hours. don’t you ever feel like life is fake and we don’t exist so nothing really matters? text me when you can, i’m having an existential crisis.
sext: you smelled really good today and your hands were much softer. have you been using a new body wash perhaps?
sext: you’ve grown up so much since i’ve known you. i’m enamored by you.
sext: i’m coming over, no excuses, i’m bringing soup and i’ll make you a grilled cheese, cut diagonally the way you like it.
sext: i miss you, come home soon.
sext: can we just discuss obama and biden’s friendship for a couple minutes?
sext: my dog misses you.
sext: i feel like i’ve known you forever. i want to know you forever.
sext: dude, i really fucking love you, okay?
turn me on, but don’t tell me you want to fuck me |(morsus engel)| (via actuates)
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What i learned from my psych teacher today:
Loving someone shouldn’t hurt. But falling in love isn’t easy either, after a while it becomes something you’ll have to choose to be committed to and that makes it beautiful. What happens after you tell someone you love them is what matters most; does silence follow? Do they say it back? There’s no easy way to love, you will go through rough patches, but loving them shouldn’t hurt. Love should be a two way street, if they don’t put in the effort you do, and you’re not happy, leave. You deserve someone who makes you feel like you’re easy to love. It shouldn’t make you feel like your heart can’t do it anymore. Wait for the person who won’t break your heart. You’ll find them, i promise. Save your best words for them. Look forward to loving them through their best and worst. Wait for the person who makes waking up in the morning not a chore. Wait for someone you kiss goodnight and open your eyes to every morning. Wait for the day you won’t be scared they’ll leave. Wait for them. It’ll be worth it.
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Your eyes were my favorite color and the sound of your voice was the best tune. Slowly, little by little, everything about you became my favorite. Starting with those shining eyes.
L.C (via thingsiwhispertopaper)
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IN THE FIFTH GIF HE PATS THE CUPS WITH HIS LITTLE PAWS TO MAKE SURE IT’S IN. BRB, DYING.
ARE YOU KIDDING? LOOK AT THE 7TH GIF HOW HE JUST HANDS THE CUPS TO THE PERSON AND IS LIKE, “HERE HUMAN, YOUR FEEBLE TASK FOR ME IS COMPLETE. NOW LEAVE US BE.”
the-girl-who-laughed
THEY’RE SO CUTE, OMG. I CAN’T.
crunkellove
THE GREATEST THING ON THE INTERNET SINCE THE LAST TIME OTTERS WERE IN A THING ON THE INTERNET.
drugar-mechok
Reblogging purely for the last one
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loveserum-deactivated20191021
Maybe I’ll be the holes in her sweatshirt girl
Maybe I’m the one you remember because
I couldn’t get through the morning without
my third cup of coffee
You could remember me by soft lips
or by the shoes I wear so much that my footprint is stamped into the soles
I’m gonna be the sun freckled day dream
of a coffee kisser, you know?
I’m gonna be the one you think of as pink lips and arms wrapped around your waist
Singing yellow submarine too loud for the fucking neighbors
(but it made you laugh so I always started singing it louder)
I’m not saying I’m your forever girl
I can’t burn like that
but I can be the taste at the back of your mouth
in the last drop of your third coffee
before your 9 to 5
I can be your distant memory
if you’re willing to be mine
Commitment Issues (via veincold)
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A soul mate’s purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life.
Elizabeth Gilbert (via quotemadness)
Source: quotemadness.com
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sobeitjayt
How deep is your love
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What is love?
Love. It’s bliss. Pure unadulterated joy. It’s the smile that creeps up on your face as you stare at them, dumbfounded with how you managed to make them believe you’re just as amazing as they are. It’s rereading over your conversations, long after they’re over, biting your lip as you try to contain the smile that their words bring. It’s holding them in your arms as the world stops, if only for a moment, where nothing exists but you and them and the warmth in between. Love is the chill that runs down your spine as they reach over and place their hand on the inner most part of your thigh as you cruise down an empty highway. It’s the goosebumps that rise as they slowly run their fingers along your skin, tracing the history of your scars and your body like they’re quietly wanting to know your story. Love is the overwhelming joy that shines from you when they look at you in your summer dress, and they let out a sigh and a half smile. It’s losing your breath when they walk into a room. It’s not being able to look at them for too long without feeling warmth rush to your cheeks, as you unknowingly turn a bright shade of peach. It’s the anxious feeling you that envelops your chest as you excitedly wait for the next encounter you’ll have with them. It’s the electric feeling that runs through your body, as if your blood is the energy which flows only for them, as they place their hands on your waist and pull you in closer.
Love. It’s beautiful. It’s exhilarating. It’s joy and butterflies and happiness and everything in between.
Love is amazing. Love is pure. Love is love.
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caluummhood
HOLY SHIT, IT WAS THE ORIGINAL ONE
MAKE A WISH
thejamesboyle
the first post ever on tumblr
5sos-smut-world
I WAS EXPECTING IT TO BE A REMAKE OF SOME SORT HOLY FUCK
artemislocheia
WHO THE FUCK KEEPS BRINGING THIS BACK
reblog this because it shows up every blue moon
elsa-everdeen
I FOUND IT ✊
thatenglishamericangirl
I WAS SO SCARED IT WOULDNT BE THE ORIGINAL
burger8161
Who first posted this?
gerbthenerd
I THOUGHT THIS WAS GOING TO END WITH A MEME OR SOME SHIT NO IT’S THE REAL ONE OH MY GOD
deathtothepineapple
Wishing I’ll do well on my finals ✨
4 million notes omg
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I want it to be you. The future is uncertain. I have no idea what tomorrow holds. But today I have you. Today you are mine. To love, to hold, to kiss, to laugh with. I love you and I want my future to be with you…each and every day..I want it to be you.
(via kushandwizdom)
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What i learned from my psych teacher today:
Loving someone shouldn’t hurt. But falling in love isn’t easy either, after a while it becomes something you’ll have to choose to be committed to and that makes it beautiful. What happens after you tell someone you love them is what matters most; does silence follow? Do they say it back? There’s no easy way to love, you will go through rough patches, but loving them shouldn’t hurt. Love should be a two way street, if they don’t put in the effort you do, and you’re not happy, leave. You deserve someone who makes you feel like you’re easy to love. It shouldn’t make you feel like your heart can’t do it anymore. Wait for the person who won’t break your heart. You’ll find them, i promise. Save your best words for them. Look forward to loving them through their best and worst. Wait for the person who makes waking up in the morning not a chore. Wait for someone you kiss goodnight and open your eyes to every morning. Wait for the day you won’t be scared they’ll leave. Wait for them. It’ll be worth it.