Could you imagine getting an apartment with the person you love. Falling asleep beside each other, and waking up to see that cute little dopey smile they make when they first get up. You’d never have a bad start to your day, because they’d be the perfect start.

Everyday  ^3^

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He’s devastated me but he’s also made me happier than I’ve ever been.
Blair Waldorf 
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I think I just found a doodle of my relationship. 

Holy shit. Baby it’s us in a nutshell ^3^

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April 20, 2014 // Thanks Babe for the dedication for installs. We buttheads all the time but at the end of the day you’re the only one I want to be with.

April 20, 2014 // Thanks Babe for the dedication for installs. We buttheads all the time but at the end of the day you’re the only one I want to be with.

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bitterxbitch:

spank my ass but also kiss my forehead and tell me I’m cute

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Slow Dance - Eddy Kim

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I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of forevers. We
have both known loss like the sharp edges
of a knife. We have both lived with lips
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came
unannounced in the middle of the night.
Our love came when we’d given up
on asking love to come. I think
that has to be part
of its miracle.

This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You
will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms
will bandage and we will press promises
between us like flowers in a book.
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat
on your skin. I will write novels to the scar
of your nose. I will write a dictionary
of all the words I have used trying
to describe the way it feels to have finally,
finally found you.

And I will not be afraid
of your scars.

I know sometimes
it’s still hard to let me see you
in all your cracked perfection,
but please know:
whether it’s the days you burn
more brilliant than the sun
or the nights you collapse into my lap
your body broken into a thousand questions,
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I will love you when you are a still day.
I will love you when you are a hurricane.


Clementine von Radics, “Mouthful of Forever”
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how I tell stories
  • me: and then she was like
  • me: and im like
  • me: but then shes like
  • me: then theyre like
  • me: so i was like
  • me: yeah like
  • me: i know like
  • me: ye
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She wears all black
just like her soul
yet her heart is made of gold.
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Emotions are supposed to be raw, ugly, brutal…you don’t want someone to ‘sorta’ love you. You want that love to be a bursting flame, not a candle.
Came up in conversation. 
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