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Like I'll kiss and I'll be passionate I just don't want to be sexual. Grab my ass, kiss my neck, but not much more.

Everyone wants to fuck🙃

Sucks being asexual in a small town while still wanting the relationship stuff.

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Everyone wants to fuck🙃

Sucks being asexual in a small town while still wanting the relationship stuff.

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Through all the time that has passed we have changed.  We are no longer those young immature kids in love, but rather working our way into adulthood.  Through all that time and all that change one thing in me remains the same.  My love for you remains as strong as it’s ever been.  When I��m with you I feel complete like this is how it was supposed to be all along. walking through the dark you are the light I cling to.  If only you could see you through my eyes then you would know what you mean to me, how happy I am to have you in my life even if it’s only once in awhile.  I spend my days with a scowl on my face, but when I see you I can’t help but smile.  You are beautiful.  The most indescribable kind of  beauty.  I wish only to make you as happy as you make me…even though you don’t seem to know how happy you make me…one day our time will come.  One day I’ll hold you in my arms as we fall asleep smiling at the thought of waking up to see each other.  One day I will be able to express my love through actions without fear of scaring you off.  One day I will be able to show you this letter and so inform you of how you make me feel….as if I was a love struck teenage girl.  Never has my love for you waived, and never will I let you falter.  Through thick and thin from now until the end I will be there for you.  I will be there for you

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I hate crying, it feels like relief and pent up anger, but after I cry and release that anger I just become so empty and I can’t function without my anger

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pretty girls: id rather be called beautiful than hot

me: lol ill take what i can get

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I don’t know if I want someone to cuddle me or to throw me into the sun

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All I want to do is cuddle. You never have to ask me if I want to cuddle.. because YES I DO

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I was made to keep your body warm

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Fuck that, keep me warm I’m freezing 24/7.

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All I paid attention to in that show was the sound of fingers sliding on a guitar string, not the sound of the music, and not the voices talking, but the transition of the hand moving because it makes a disgusting noise and I'd block out everything else in the show except that. But at the same time I can hear the people talk on the bus in the seat behind me, the Christmas music they're playing, and the show I'm watching. I don't HEAR them, I recognize everything happening and it hurts, not physically, but it makes me want to cry there's so much in my head. I'm wearing headphones and I can still hear everything and it happens everyday. I can only do dishes with music because the sounds of the dishes make me want to cry even when the whole house is quiet except that, and someone whistling can piss me off in .2 seconds. I hate sounds so much and I just want to read without using headphones because eventually l'll hear the music too and then I'm not reading so I take them off. But then from my room I can hear the washer from across the house and dad's car running outside gives me a headache . I can hear my family talking, the show on the tv, the dogs playing, the tennis ball being thrown, my sister stomping and everything is too much. Sometimes when my sister tries to talk to me I yell at her, because I'm not hearing her, I hear everything. She thinks I hate her. My mom gets excited and jumpy and she smiles and she talks fast, it's rare, it's weird, too much information to process at one time, I yelled at her to stop. A boy finally held my hand at homecoming, but he dragged me into the middle of a crowd dancing and jumping, lights, jumping, talking, singing, When I got out I went to the bathroom to keep myself from crying. I had to edit my best friends story for her English final, it took me an hour to get through two out of five pages. As I wrote this on my bus, I had to put in headphone because the radio was on, people were talking, and they played Christmas music from their phones like people regularly do on a bus, but I couldn't read or process what I wrote because I could hear my music playing. I can hear everything at once but when I want to hear someone I hear nothing, suddenly everything is quiet but loud and I can't hear anything but everything. My mom doesn't understand. This can't be normal, does everyone hear this? Does everyone feel the same way I do? It can't be normal to yell at your mom when's she's happy because she's touching you're shoulder and there's a glare in your glasses and you hear noises everywhere. It can't be normal to have to lay the front seat back in the car closing your eyes, covering your eyes, and trying to focus on singing what's playing on the radio because the tires moving, the wind, your mom and sister singing, and the lights from everywhere are all too much... ...Sometimes it's all too much...

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12 pictures, 12 months, 2016.

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A picture from each month 😅

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me: please don't panic and overanalyze things again

brain: how bout i do a n y w a y

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See more here: http://doggykittyeverywhere.tumblr.com

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Like The Sun

She is like the sun; elusive far away so hard to be reached to be touched, but when you do you feel yourself on fire searing burning down turning into ashes and dusts, carried by the wind to abandoned houses and empty streets.

She is like the sun your world is brighter with her, alive because of her. You cannot leave, cannot stay away but also cannot stay close.

Be with her and she’ll burn you, stay away and you’ll live in darkness forever.

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How is your booty? Is it well cared for? Is it safe?

It’s doing well! Keeping warm in these chilly times, but very well taken care of! It IS very tired of airplane seats, tho…

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As I walked down the hallway, we crossed paths. Just for a small second I got lost in your eyes. Your lips curled into that famous grin of yours. I’m infatuated with you.

hallway // 8:58am (via heavenlythoughts)