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Her books are always paperback, her bindings always broken. There is forever a book in her bag and every book she has read carries evidence of her.
- you were my safe place.
- ride or die.
- you are my conscience.
- you were my safe place.
- ride or die.
- you are my conscience.
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There’s nothing more endearing than watching someone’s whole face change when they look at someone they like. Be it affection, desire, fondness or something else entirely, you can read with a look what their body is writing in heartbeat braille.
July 6, 2025 at 3:54 PM
There’s nothing more endearing than watching someone’s whole face change when they look at someone they like. Be it affection, desire, fondness or something else entirely, you can read with a look what their body is writing in heartbeat braille.
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A height difference isn’t about centimetres. It’s about pulling someone taller than you down for a kiss, folding them to your will. It’s about them bending down to meet your eyes, gentle fingers tilting your chin up. It’s about the give and take.
June 10, 2025 at 11:20 AM
A height difference isn’t about centimetres. It’s about pulling someone taller than you down for a kiss, folding them to your will. It’s about them bending down to meet your eyes, gentle fingers tilting your chin up. It’s about the give and take.
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[introducing my soulmate] this is my significant bother
May 19, 2025 at 8:43 PM
[introducing my soulmate] this is my significant bother
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I like the way people borrow little habits from the ones they spend a lot of time around. Words and how to say them, gestures and expressions and quirks. I like that we are a collage of everyone we love.
May 12, 2025 at 6:50 AM
I like the way people borrow little habits from the ones they spend a lot of time around. Words and how to say them, gestures and expressions and quirks. I like that we are a collage of everyone we love.
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April 21, 2025 at 9:35 AM
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They say you start to look like the people you love. Is it because we steal bits from each other, like we way we talk, the clothes we borrow, our shared laughter? Or is it just that we smell the same now, after being all over and over and over each other?
April 1, 2025 at 8:57 AM
They say you start to look like the people you love. Is it because we steal bits from each other, like we way we talk, the clothes we borrow, our shared laughter? Or is it just that we smell the same now, after being all over and over and over each other?
i miss maya bishop and carina deluca.
February 7, 2025 at 5:31 PM
i miss maya bishop and carina deluca.
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An ‘I love you’ can be as subtle as a question, a ‘have you eaten?’, or as quiet as a look, the kind that lingers, or as simple as a flick of a chin, a tousling of hair, a poke of a cheek or a pat on the back. Sometimes love goes unspoken but never unfelt.
February 4, 2025 at 8:39 PM
An ‘I love you’ can be as subtle as a question, a ‘have you eaten?’, or as quiet as a look, the kind that lingers, or as simple as a flick of a chin, a tousling of hair, a poke of a cheek or a pat on the back. Sometimes love goes unspoken but never unfelt.
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We look at the stars and dream and wish and hope and I wonder if it’s because it’s where we came from. If some part of us, the soul stuff, knows we left a bit of ourselves behind when we fell.
February 4, 2025 at 9:07 PM
We look at the stars and dream and wish and hope and I wonder if it’s because it’s where we came from. If some part of us, the soul stuff, knows we left a bit of ourselves behind when we fell.
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Sure, you can borrow my clothes. My heart, too, if you want it. I think it’s about your size and matches your eyes.
January 3, 2025 at 7:34 AM
Sure, you can borrow my clothes. My heart, too, if you want it. I think it’s about your size and matches your eyes.
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I’d fight the wind for the chance to tousle your hair myself.
December 15, 2024 at 12:29 PM
I’d fight the wind for the chance to tousle your hair myself.
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we really were spoiled today🫠❤️🔥
📸: @/laura_pestel (twitter) - thank you for such great photos!✨
📸: @/laura_pestel (twitter) - thank you for such great photos!✨
December 7, 2024 at 7:04 PM
we really were spoiled today🫠❤️🔥
📸: @/laura_pestel (twitter) - thank you for such great photos!✨
📸: @/laura_pestel (twitter) - thank you for such great photos!✨
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How many versions of yourself did you have to kill to get to who you are today? Do you mourn them? How many more murders will you have to commit? Who knew growing up could be so violent. Who knew you could make a life out of the shards of your broken daydreams.
November 29, 2024 at 4:14 PM
How many versions of yourself did you have to kill to get to who you are today? Do you mourn them? How many more murders will you have to commit? Who knew growing up could be so violent. Who knew you could make a life out of the shards of your broken daydreams.
arcane is such a masterpiece, need time to recover...
November 23, 2024 at 9:03 PM
arcane is such a masterpiece, need time to recover...
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Funny how you refuse anyone’s help but whine for mine. How you’re so sure of yourself all the time but still come to me for reassurance. How you put up walls but still make a door for me to walk through. How you take care of everyone but only I get to take care of you.
November 11, 2024 at 12:37 PM
Funny how you refuse anyone’s help but whine for mine. How you’re so sure of yourself all the time but still come to me for reassurance. How you put up walls but still make a door for me to walk through. How you take care of everyone but only I get to take care of you.