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i made a uquiz where i designate you “____ to lovers” pls validate me by reblogging & tagging with what u get

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bi women who lean more towards men r literally so strong this isn't even a joke the biphobia they face for literally no reason is fucking crazy

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Having a partner who’s also your best friend is the sweetest thing, because you get to smooch their face and hold their hand, but you also get to laugh a lot and play games and make up inside jokes and just… spend time together, with no expectations or limitations. Just lots of support and affection and smiling.

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if i we were online friends when i was in high school and you ever put me in the position to where i had to beg you to not k*ll yourself from several states away then i still haven’t forgiven you actually

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I don’t ever pot here anymore, but if anyone sees this. I’m finally one year free of self harm. This is the first time I’ve gotten this far and it’s been 6 years since I started. Just try and remember you can do it and please don’t give up. Someone out there is proud of you!

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I've never met anyone who likes their birthstone. Reblog + put in the tags what yours is, if you like it and what birthstone you'd rather have.

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at what point in a relationship do you get bored of just laying in bed and talking? besides our first date that’s the only thing me n pretty boy have done so far. to be fair it’s the middle of a pandemic so there’s not much to do but besides that and taking mable to the park that’s about it as far as out hangouts go

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“One day we will never have to say goodbye, only goodnight.”

- Unknown ( @xmeinewelt )

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this is about to sound really sad but does anyone else nap just because being all snuggled up in bed is a substitute for human contact and affection

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Lady Bird - Party scene with Saoirse Ronan and Timothée Chalamet

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i think the best time for making out is late at night in a small car with music playing after you have had tension built up all night

just a thought

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I want to have a hot sloppy makeout session for hours ugh

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“One day, he’s going to know. He’ll know your birthday, your middle name, where you were born, your star sign, and your parent’s names. He’ll know how old you were when you learned to play violin, how your grandparents passed away, how many pets you had, and how much you hated going to school. He’ll know your eye colour, your scars, your laugh lines, and your birthmarks. He’ll know your favourite book, movie, candy, food, pair of shoes, colour, and song. He’s going to know why you wake up in the middle of the night most nights, where you were when you realised you had lost yourself, why you picked up the razor, and how you managed to put it down before things went too far. He’s going to know your phobias, your dreams, your fears, your wishes, and your worries. He’s going to know about your first heartbreak, your dream wedding, and your problems with your mother. He’ll know your strengths, weaknesses, laziness, energy, and your mixed emotions. He’s going to know about your love for all things salted caramel, your dream of being a vet when you were five, your need to sing along to every song you know, and your fears of growing older. He’ll know your bad habits, your mannerisms, your stroppy pout, your facial expressions, and your laugh like it’s his favourite song. The way you chew, drink, walk, sleep, fidget, and kiss. He’s going to know that you’ve already picked out wedding flowers, baby names, tiles for the bathroom, bridesmaid dresses, and the colour of your bedroom walls. He’s going to know, get annoyed at and then accept that you leave clean clothes out for days, get scared ordering at a store, have to organise your DVD’s by genre, and check your horoscope… just in case. He’ll know your McDonald’s order, how you don’t like sugar in your coffee, how many scoops of ice cream you want, and that you don’t like sandwiches unless they’re toasted. He’s going to know how you feel without telling him, when you’re holding in a laugh, and that you’re crying without shedding tears. He’s going to know all of it. Everything. You, from top to bottom and inside out. From learning, from sharing, from listening, from watching. He’s going to know every single thing there is to know, and you know what else? He is still going to love you.”

— He’ll Know / Love

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“One day, you’ll meet a guy. And ultimately, he’s going to find out. How you chew, how you sip, how you dance, how you smell at every point in the day. How your face looks underneath all of your makeup. How you love chocolate, how you can be hyper at times, how certain games and shows make you really happy. How cranky you can get when you’re tired, and how you think you look bad in all of your photos. He’s going to know everything about you. And you know what? He’s still going to love you.”

he’s still going to love you. (unknown)

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it’s a quiet morning, and we lay together sleepily. we’re spooning and you hold me safely underneath blankets to keep us warm. the blinds are shut which give us the illusion of a peaceful and eternal night.

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every day gets a little easier knowing that i am one day closer to meeting you. you make me complete.