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ylvie:








I would never stop smiling if a guy looked at me that way…

^same


fuck

WHO IS THIS

mmsksksksskidj ahh

Jean-Baptiste Maunier (thank you google)

I HAVE SPOKEN TO HIM… fuck so gorgeous

ylvie:

I would never stop smiling if a guy looked at me that way…

^same

fuck

WHO IS THIS

mmsksksksskidj ahh

Jean-Baptiste Maunier (thank you google)

I HAVE SPOKEN TO HIM… fuck so gorgeous

(via dia-blow)

"1. Are her lips like the hot chocolate your mother made During the winter months when you were seven? Or have you not tasted her well enough to find the fine granules of cocoa that lightly come with each kiss?

2. Do you know her favorite songs? Not when she is happy, but when she is sad. What music reaches inside her ribcage and softly consoles her heart?

3. When she is sad, are you on the phone or are you at her door? Words do not wipe away tears, fingers do.

4. Do you know all the things that keep her up at night? Do you know why she has gone three days without sleep? Do you know of the insurmountable waves of sadness that wash over her like a tsunami?

5. Do you know the things to say that will calm her heartbeat? The places to touch? The places to love?

6. Everytime you see her do you kiss her like it’s the last time but love her like it’s the first?

7. Do you love her?

8. Do you love her?"

- Nishat Ahmed "Things I Want To Ask Your Boyfriend" (via norae-bangme)

(via dia-blow)





today was my last day in my creative writing class and my teacher gave everybody a piece of paper to write down a contract and to put it in our wallets. she said she did the same thing when she was younger and every now and then she’d brush by it and remember that she wanted to write. everybody took time to write out what they wanted and I just sat at the back of the class, sitting on the windowsill and I knew there was only one thing to write but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. at the end of the class after everybody left, I went to thank her for the year, and she told me that people should be reading my words for a long time, but they won’t be able to do that if I’m not around to write them. I showed her the blank piece of paper, and she said it was okay not to write anything, and then I wrote this. I learned the power of words in that class, I learned it was okay to vomit up half a dozen notebooks stained with blood and exploded pens because it means you have something to say.

steph you’re all over my dash

literally posted this 2.5 seconds ago wow

this is so amazing

today was my last day in my creative writing class and my teacher gave everybody a piece of paper to write down a contract and to put it in our wallets. she said she did the same thing when she was younger and every now and then she’d brush by it and remember that she wanted to write. everybody took time to write out what they wanted and I just sat at the back of the class, sitting on the windowsill and I knew there was only one thing to write but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. at the end of the class after everybody left, I went to thank her for the year, and she told me that people should be reading my words for a long time, but they won’t be able to do that if I’m not around to write them. I showed her the blank piece of paper, and she said it was okay not to write anything, and then I wrote this. I learned the power of words in that class, I learned it was okay to vomit up half a dozen notebooks stained with blood and exploded pens because it means you have something to say.

steph you’re all over my dash

literally posted this 2.5 seconds ago wow

this is so amazing

(via dia-blow)

"Nobody drinks a bottle of vodka for fun, and that’s a damn fact."

- The most sober thing a drunk person could say  (via suchvodka)

(via dia-blow)

"Drunk text me. Text me when the music is loud and there are girls dancing around you and you’re not quite coherent and you’re not quite yourself. Drunk text me that you love me or that you miss me or that I’m on your mind. Let the alcohol tell me all the things you won’t say sober."

- (via laurenrosenicole)

(via dia-blow)

"A year ago we stayed up till 3 am talking
And today I don’t know how to even say hey"

- Time flies (via doperespect)

(via dia-blow)

lolust:

❤
slutty-nun:

bambive:

euoria:

calmist:

lahzy:

clearerly:

anoxias:

hippist:

claustrophobically:

dancinginblood-andscars:

sexhilaration:

young leo is so fucking hot

Dem eyes though

id tap

fuccccccccccck me

Omg

ily

u lil shit dont look at me like that

Omg

i thought we agreed youve never do this again leo

bby


Fuuuuuck man😩😩

slutty-nun:

bambive:

euoria:

calmist:

lahzy:

clearerly:

anoxias:

hippist:

claustrophobically:

dancinginblood-andscars:

sexhilaration:

young leo is so fucking hot

Dem eyes though

id tap

fuccccccccccck me

Omg

ily

u lil shit dont look at me like that

Omg

i thought we agreed youve never do this again leo

bby

Fuuuuuck man😩😩

(via dia-blow)