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★·.·´¯`·.·★ [ Benjamin Jarvis ] ★·.·´¯`·.·★ Weight: Unknown   Height: 6'2" or 188cm      Hair Colour: Blonde Eye Colour:  Blue-Grey Birth Place: Upminster, Havering, United Kingdom     Date Of Birth: February 13, 1995  Occupation: model

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★ ·.·´¯`·.·★ [ Wyatt Oleff ] ★·.·´¯`·.·★

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hush, and shush; for the ocean will bring you peace of mind.

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the ocean became home. loud and peaceful, all at the time time. - (excerpt from a book I'll never write)

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And I Was Afraid Of The Journey Ahead Of Us.

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he was old, and so was I. lately we couldn’t find the strength to fell young again, and that’s perfectly fine.

- excerpt from a book ill never write.

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I fell in love with her when she wasn't in love with herself. Which meant I made it my priority to tell her how beautiful she looked, and how much i loved every part of her. And that was fine by me, because four years later I would watch her smile as she came down the aisle, not feeling the need to cover her mouth. - Excerpt From A Book Ill Never Write [ PHOTOGRAPHY AND WRITING IS MINE: @thestickittotheman ]

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"You're the best thing to ever happen to me," he whispered. His head was on my chest, his big arms wrapped around me. "You're the love of my life." My chest tightened, and I felt like crying. He was perfect. So perfect, and I wanted to give him everything in this world. But god, was I afraid. I was afraid of him losing his love for me, of him waking up one day and realizing that there's too many faults. That there's someone better. Hopefully, it does not happen, and I'll be his and he'll be mine no matter what.

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for the first time after he attacked me, i felt beautiful. the red silk of my dress hung loosely around my curves, my dark hair down in waves. i wore small boots, because i got rid of my heels two years ago. i smiled, and this time it wasn't forced. i was finally free. - [Excerpt From a Book I'll Never Write] [ PHOTOGRAPHY AND WRITING IS MINE: @thestickittotheman ]

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Concept: I finish school. The job I work isn’t my dream job but I enjoy doing it greatly still. It pays enough to cover everything I might need. My bills are never overdue. Money is not a thought in my head. I have a place to live. So do my dogs. It is nice and warm, I have some plants, my bookshelves are full, my sheets are always clean. There is time to read at the end of a day. I read a lot. Thinking is a good thing. I meet up with friends regularly, old and new. They love me. We make memories. I have nothing to be ashamed of. I travel a few times a year, always different places. The places I see steal my breath away. The people I meet teach me of life. They are good. There is no war. The sea calls to me and I pay visit. I am independent. I am content.

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i felt sick. my stomach dropped, my chest closed and i began to feel dizzy. there she was. she cut me out of her life completely, and then there she was. probably fresh out of college, her blonde hair that was once in bunched up curls was thin and lost its shine. she looked pale, but nonetheless she clung to him. so many memories. i turned to look at my lover, watching her thick and wavy auburn hair fall gently on her face. her eyelashes brushed her cheeks; and everything was good. i leaned in, and kissed her: because i planned on doing that for the rest of my life. [ PHOTOGRAPHY AND WRITING IS MINE : @thestickittotheman ]

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How do you feel?“ "I feel like I’ve been stuck in this abyss. It’s cold, and dark. And you don’t know where the escape is, so you just keep walking. You keep walking frantically in the dark with both hands stretched out in front of you to grasp something that isn’t there. There’s never anything there.” - [Excerpt from a book I’ll never write]

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"Your nose is quite huge," he joked. "It almost poked my eyes out when I kissed you." I rolled my eyes and grinned. "Well, no matter what, my nose will never be as big as your ego." - [Excerpt from a book I'll never write]

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it wasn't just about love. it wasn't just about the gentle words and kisses, and the breathless giggles and cherry lips. it was about the sex. about the loud moans, of his hand around my neck. the lust and passion had me missing him more than true love ever did. - (Excerpt from a book I'll never write) [ PHOTOGRAPHY AND WRITING IS MINE: @thestickittotheman ]

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ive been randomly following back people and I just now realized they are all playboy type accounts