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“   –––i  don’t   want   to   forget   any   of   this.    the   way   he’s   looking   at   me   at   this   very   moment.    how ,   when   he   kisses   me ,   i   still   get   shivers   down   my   back ,   every   time.    i   want   to   hold   on   to   everything   so   tight.   ”      IND.   &   PRIV.   LARA    JEAN    COVEY    FROM    JENNY     HAN’S    NOVEL    SERIES.       (    MAINLY    NOVEL    BASED.    )

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IM HURRRRR

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jesensackles‌:

I write a letter when I have a crush so intense I don’t know what else to do. Rereading my letters reminds me of how powerful my emotions can be, how all-consuming. And Margot would say I’m being dramatic, but I think drama can be fun.

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open ♡

               “   HEY !    come on,  give that back !   ”

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D A N N Y · . *

ID:  / /     LARA__JEAN   @larjeans

                his    skill   level   was   fair,   he  had   a   good   understanding   in   depth   ,   space,   and   dimensions.   while   he   wasn’t   on   par    with   lydia?    he    did   pretty    good  ,    taking   a   liking   to   oil    pastels.    it   was   up   to   them   for   today,   to   use   whatever   they   wanted   so   long   as   they   drew   what   was  in  front   of   them.    after   a    couple   minutes  into   class   and   everyone   had   at  least   something  down,   hues   wonder   before   spotting   his  next   door  neighbor  beside  him.   ‘   that’s   pretty   good,  ‘   digits   linger   against    white   canvas,   as   he   looked   over.   

╰    *    EVERYBODY LIKES DANNY

              and to think that she would make it out of this class without someone catching a glance at     ––––whatever that is on her poor ,       wasted canvas.       nevertheless,       lara jean perks up in her seat in all the stiff and awkward ways possible  ;    offering a forced smile that could only match her behavior just as well.     “   thank you.  ”      she chirps out,       half wondering if he’s mocking her for the mess ,      or actually seeing something remotely close to an object from his angle.     (   because quite honestly ,  from her angle ,  his canvas is looking so good it puts her to shame.  )     “  i don’t think it could look worse than it is, to be honest. –––––and sitting next to an actual artist isn’t helping much, either.  ”

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@pkvnsky  &.   starter  ♡

                 okay,       she would probably never truly say this out loud to him ;         ( mainly because his ego boosts makes her want to  fight him )      but he looks so painfully dreamlike in this moment.      in fact,  so dreamlike that lara jean simply cannot take her eyes off of him.        so far she has successfully managed to sneak these dreamy gazes at him without him noticing      –––      but this one has officially gotten her caught.       it’s beyond strange to have him in her room like this ;       her own bubble of lara jean.       despite how exposing it feels,   it’s also comforting.       she blinks her attention back to the book in her hands ;  shifting next to him on the bed to rest her head on his shoulder.  ( hopefully that will prevent her from staring at him,  again. )      “  don’t say anything.   ”   she says,  biting the inside of her cheek.     don’t point out just how hopelessly in love i am with you,  peter kavinsky. 

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Anything else? I could…

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tilyoutryit‌:

“christine. chris. gen’s cousin, my best friend. my only friend, really”

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So love and dating… I love to read about it and it’s fun to write about and to think about in my head. But, when it’s real… It’s a little scary? Yeah.

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jennifergarner‌:

‘I write a letter when i have a crush, so intense i don’t know what else to do.’

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“Can I kiss you or not?“

@enamoriot +  SENTENCE STARTERS. 

          “  peter.  ”         she gives him a light nudge with her shoulder ;      trying her very best to focus on what they came here to do.      homework.       but he’s distracting them both.      (   and he’s good at it, too.   )   it starts with his arm over the back of her chair,       a kiss to her cheek ,     her  neck     (  which he knows is her weak spot.  )     and a few words in her ear to make her cave.     almost.       “   there are  people  around !  ”         she whispers harshly ,    looking around as she does.         well,   not   quite   –––    but that’s what they thought in the  hot   tub ,  too.          (   god,  how long will that video haunt her like this ?  )       she sighs,    finally shifting to look at him.      “    okay,   how about a deal ?     ”     she starts,     dragging her thumb over his cheek sweetly.   “   we study for 45 more minutes –––without you distracting us–– and i’ll let you kiss me in your car  .   ”

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SCOTT·. *

        EYES WIDEN WITH HIS EMBARRASSMENT, cheeks warming with her correction. ❛ oh. then…i definitely failed that pop quiz. ❜ he’s SLACKING. rubs the back of his neck sheepishly and offers her a little smile that is apologetic, though it isn’t clear what he could be apologizing to her for. asking a question certainly isn’t a CRIME. but he still carries weights on his shoulders, BURDENS that he should have left behind. ❛ yeah, i…i guess not. wish it wasn’t so obvious. what about you, lara jean? how are you? ❜ his mother would KILL HIM for forgetting his manners so selfishly.

            it is a little strange ,  now that she comes to think of it.  scott mccall has always been a nice guy.   mature,   friendly  and   ––––absent.   during freshman and junior year she would see him around more ,    but somewhere along the way he just disappeared into the background.       he always seems busy,  nowadays.       “  i’m okay ,   ”     she nods,       perhaps acting it up a  little  too much for it to be believable,       so she clears her voice and tones it down a bit.       “  –––just,  school, you know ?   ”       sleeves are dragged over her hands,     bunched up in her fists as she shifts in her seat.      maybe in some universe she could’ve told scott about her worries,      he seems like a good listener.       ( a good, stressed out and sleep deprived listener without time.  )     maybe they’ve could’ve even become friends.     good friends.        “  is everything alright with you ?  i mean,  i heard the lacrosse team is having an important game tomorrow ––––  ”        she babbles,  clearly trying to ask if  that’s  the reason he hasn’t been getting much sleep.       “  but i’m sure you’ll do great.  ”

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onetreehil‌:

“You gonna break my heart, Covey?”

To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before (2018) dir. Susan Johnson

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“You are bringing out a different kind of me.”

@enamoriot +  SENTENCE STARTERS. 

               a   different   kind   of   him.   (  a  good  kind  of  different.  )    that’s just it with peter kavinsky.   he can say things that are so in depth sometimes,    without even noticing it himself ;  ––––and suddenly he’s not just the pretty,  popular boy everyone limits him down to.        “   i  like  this side of you,   ”       i like all the sides of you,  she wants to say ;  but something in the way her smile reaches her eyes speaks for her ,  instead.  maybe he can see that.