August 2010
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July 2010
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how great love is.
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, and all of the others including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all repaired their boats and left. Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment. When the island was almost sinking, Love decided to ask for help. ...
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“Someday someone is going to walk into your life and make you realize why it...”
– Anonymous (via recklesslyming)
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27. dear f.,
thank you for sending me that wonderful reply letter … and for listening to the next to normal track i suggested.
because crazy is perfect, and fucked-up is perfect, so i will be perfect, perfect for you.
you are my henry.
-c.
love by ~princessambrosia on deviantART
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almostillegal:
Soul, heart, and body, we thus singly name, Are not in love divisible and distinct, But each with each inseparably link’d. One is not honour, and the other shame, But burn as closely fused as fuel, heat, and flame. They do not love who give the body and keep The heart ungiven; nor they who yield the soul, And guard the body. Love doth give the whole; Its range being high as...
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28. dear f.,
[yeah, i totally sent him this. he has not replied. i think he may or may not want to kill me.]
So I’ve been going back and forth on whether or not to write this/send this to you/bother explaining why I am this brand of insane, so whether or not you actually get this email is kind of a crapshoot as I write this, but I’m writing it anyway. If you are currently reading this, I ...
this time last year we were just becoming good friends. now you’re my best friend. i tell you everything. and somewhere in between all of this, i fell for you. and the best part is, you fell too. <3
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29. dear f.,
i need to stop doing this to you. telling you all my issues and whatever else random stupid shit pops into my head. i really need to stop, because sooner or later you are going to get sick of it and you are going to just run away and drop me and leave me alone here. you say it won’t happen and i want to believe you, but i’ve seen it before, and last time it was almost more than i could...
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actual truth from an actual guy: why guys can be...
just. sometimes i really, really, really hate guys. which is not fair to tell you because 95% of the time you are lovely but there are people in this world that i just want to nuke so they don’t have to put more douchebags back in the gene pool. 9:19 thats fair 9:20 a lot of guys r assholes 9:20 it’s just. i don’t understand. i really don’t. maybe that’s because...
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You ask me why I like you, and it’s really...
pandaispalis:
tiabarrera:
billmanalo:
matthewisbeast:
that1sweetb0i:
joannalynneee:
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milayerfacee:
-You got me when you weren’t even trying.
(via xbilliejeanweir, julibaby)
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30. dear f.,
i’m so happy we got to skype tonight, because i haven’t seen you in too long. i know that it wasn’t quite the same as you being physically here, but i’d missed your smile and watching you laugh and watching you look at me like that. i didn’t even mind that you probably haven’t shaved in like a week.
i’m sorry i spoiled it for about twenty minutes by just...
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dear hnw,
you asked me a while ago out of the blue what exactly was it that i liked about you. i didn’t tell you at the time because i was planning to do so at a more appropriate moment. i figure this is a good moment as any and so here i’ll begin. i like the way you’re so humorous, always smiling and laughing. it makes me feel like every joke (corny or not) has a punchline...
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31. dear f.,
that’s the number of days until i see you again. 31. one month. i am counting down the days, the hours, the minutes, the seconds until i can actually see you, talk to you, hug you, and finally tell you how i feel, in actual words, explicitly, without having to dance around the meaning.
the letters i write you until i actually get to see you will have countdown number in the header. i am...
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