[Keeping your photo in the wallet kind of love] [having their pic in the heart shaped locket kind of love] [smiling at their thought kind of love] [calling them/being called by nickname kind of love] [sharing deepest secrets kind of love] ["I love this color cause it resembles your eye color" kind of love] [making eye contact and blushing kind of love] [subtle touch kind of love] [talking through eyes kind of love] [singing vns kind of love] [having dreams about them kind of love] [liking things they love kind of love] [remembering smallest details kind of love] [discussing childhood kind of love] [talking for hours yet still missing them as soon as they leave kind of love] [getting old together kind of love] and our kind of love.
When dating you have to be prepared to disappointed, frustrated, and just plain upset. You are probably not meant to be with the first, third, or fifth person you meet. That’s okay. Take your time. Learn from your mistakes. Figure out who you are. Understand what you like. Pay attention to what you don’t. Stick to those non negotiables. If you need to, take break. But when you are ready, get back up on that horse and be brave.
The last few days I was thinking for a title for my OTP ship: Hadi x Layla, I placed a few options but wasn’t sure about them but eventually I came up with a good one, So, Everyone please welcome 💚🌳The ViridianAdventurer 🧭📚✨It’ll be the title for Hadi x Layla, because I’m kinda of bored of HadLay 😗.
Tim: Jason do you keep fucking stealing my socks and shoes!?? Because even though we're the same size your feet are a weird fucking shape and it makes the soles feel really uncomfy when I wear them!! Just buy your own damn shoes in the same style I swear to-
Jason: *looking up from his book and raising his eyebrows at Tim as he storms into the room*
Jason: hey isn't that my hoodie and my sweats you're wearing right now?
Tim: *glares*
Jason: maybe you should go and buy your own comfy clothes in the same style instead stealing all of mine?
Tim: you're never getting this hoodie back, Jason. Ever. It's mine now. Stop wearing my shoes.
Jason: take my sweats off.
Tim: excuse me?
Jason: give the sweats back at least and we might have a deal. If you don't steal them again.