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Tip: You can replace therapy with fifteen hour of unrealistic romantic fantasies daily. But watch out.

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𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑚 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑦, 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 <3

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Spring will be here soon. Spring, the season I met you, is coming. A spring without you… is coming.

Your Lie In April ( 2014 - 2015 )

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to me he’s so incredibly perfect, but not in the sense that he’s flawless, but in the sense that he’s so imperfect, so human and i just adore it.

It’s part adoration for being able to be so incredibly human in a way i feel i can never truly be, and part deep affection for everything that makes him human and makes him him.

I just adore him. I adore his changing voice and every time it cracks a bit, I adore how he brushes back his hair with his hand all the time, I adore his smile when he gets to talk about the things he loves.

I adore him.

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i love listening to MUSIC!!!!!! and imagining things happening

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i love it when you’re steeping some tea and you press a spoon against the teabag and the blood comes out

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“I feel like a part of my soul has loved you since the beginning of everything. Maybe we’re from the same star.” — Emery Allen.

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“Sometimes people come into your life and you are never the same. Whether they stay or not. Love is not about staying. Sometimes it’s about walking away. Sometimes it is knowing the absolute best for a person, an individual, and knowing where they need to grow. This world is gigantic and breathless, and far too often we box ourselves in, suffocate ourselves by not wandering and not seeing all the truth and beauty in different dimensions, different plains, countries, people. I think once you find yourself, and you must, you then are ready, a perfumed, blossomed heart, for love.”

— Christopher Poindexter (via perrfectly)