Call me obsessive, call me possessive, but girl your body got me stressin'.
👅💦
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You should consider getting your nipples re-pierced.... and let let them slip 😍
Maybe 😳😳
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Do you like HI so far? I'm stationed in San Diego but i'll be in HI in November. I've heard all good things also do you know anything about on base housing or barracks on the Pearl Harbor Base? It took forever to get into barracks in San Diego and the barracks suck ass. Also do you have any advice for living there? thank you!
It's okay I mean I can't tell you much but good luck when you get out here lol.
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Put 🔥 in my ask if I'm your type.
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it’s like he’s your best friend.
you miss him when he’s gone,
but when he’s there,
the rain stops;
he turns thunder into rainbows.
it hits you when you don’t expect.
driving in the car,
listening about his day,
hearing his breathing as he falls asleep.
you fall more in love with him everyday,
through kind words and bear hugs.
and suddenly,
nothing else seems to matter.
j.e.b. ((somehow he is everything.))
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It seemed like you could know me. Like you could understand anything I told you. And the more we spoke, I knew why. The same things excited us. The same things concerned us.
Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why
(via wnq-writers)
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Hahahah hey ain't nothing wrong with that 😋
You are quite alluring 😘
In what sense? Iv been told im like a sea siren haha
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I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of forevers. We
have both known loss like the sharp edges
of a knife. We have both lived with lips
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came
unannounced in the middle of the night.
Our love came when we’d given up
on asking love to come. I think
that has to be part
of its miracle.
This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You
will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms
will bandage and we will press promises
between us like flowers in a book.
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat
on your skin. I will write novels to the scar
of your nose. I will write a dictionary
of all the words I have used trying
to describe the way it feels to have finally,
finally found you.
And I will not be afraid
of your scars.
I know sometimes
it’s still hard to let me see you
in all your cracked perfection,
but please know:
whether it’s the days you burn
more brilliant than the sun
or the nights you collapse into my lap
your body broken into a thousand questions,
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I will love you when you are a still day.
I will love you when you are a hurricane.
Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers (via waydowntown)
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i love you so thoroughly, why do you keep hurting me?
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Sometimes I just need to get away.
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“You’ve become so damaged that when someone tries to give you what you deserve, you have no fucking idea how to respond.“
(via okaysouls)
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