I didn’t like my name until you moaned it down my ear.
11:41, I miss you (via blackwordsandcheapgoodbyes)

officialunitedstates:

to all my spanish speaking followers:  hola

to all my non-spanish speaking followers who feel left out:  don’t worry, I just said “hello”.  maybe someday you too can grasp another language

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chanted:

I hate it when you are having a bad day and everyone takes it personally, like no i hate myself, not you. get the fuck over yourself.

wow i’m actually so glad this post has been made

Tell me, is there a name more fitting for the way I could feel your presence even after you’ve left the room? Or the way minutes disguise themselves as hours when we part ways? Because trust me, I’ve tried. And although I’ve tried to love you modestly and cautiously, it was inevitable that I would be falling for you recklessly and hopelessly. So, whatever it may be have been, the truth remains – I have never loved the way I love you.

Connotativewords | jl | And I cannot wait to see you again (via connotativewords)

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