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every experience that I have with love makes me rethink what I thought it was to love and I’m...

every experience that I have with love makes me rethink what I thought it was to love and I’m beginning to figure that no one, ever ever ever, is going to be able to say for certain what it really is and how it feels and that’s probably a good thing

I am. I’m a Muslim man. I’m been lying to y’all all along. My...

I am. I’m a Muslim man. I’m been lying to y’all all along. My name is Hrithrek, I work as a tech engineer. I’m on tumblr looking for a wife.

Your aggressive friendship with Caitlyn is not only adorable but very inspiring. Also very amusing.

You should see our texts, I’m mean to her and she’s like “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME? YOU LOVE ME. STOP PRETENDING TO BE FIERCE.” But she  doesn’t know that I don’t really like her and am only using her for her mouth 

i wanna be the kinda girl that someone writes devastating, bloody poetry about, or an entire album...

i wanna be the kinda girl that someone writes devastating, bloody poetry about, or an entire album like ‘for emma’ or lyrics like ‘and her kiss the colour of a constellation falling into place’ 

message me one quote that moves you the most x

message me one quote that moves you the most x 

I find it really strange that when you’re in a long distance friendship or relationship all...

I find it really strange that when you’re in a long distance friendship or relationship all you want to do is see that person and being around them is the biggest most wonderful deal but there are people who interact with them

all the time, on the street and in the classroom and in the shops and it always makes me jealous because you want to be with this person so much and for everyone else they’re nothing special but for you they’re everything special

littlecartography:how there is not really a word for someone you are always almost loving.

littlecartography:

how there is not really a word for someone you are always almost loving.

so you’re in the backseat of a car with a man who’s leaning back against the door and...

so you’re in the backseat of a car with a man who’s leaning back against the door and he’s running his fingertips down the pieces of your spine that he can reach and you’re sat on the seat edge untying your shoes and he’s restless energy behind you and you can feel his impatience and then the hand that was on your spine is curved around your throat and he’s yanking you backwards with your heels half dangling from your feet so he can kiss you so starving you forget to feel how vulnerable you were

"why is it always the woman who has to see past the beast in the man? why does she always have to..."

“why is it always the woman who has to see past the beast in the man? why does she always have to clean his wounds, even after he has damaged her beyond repair? why is it always the man who is worthy of forgiveness for being a monster?

I want to see the beast in the beauty.

the half smile, half snarl. the unapologetic anger. I would like to see the man forgive the monster. to see her, blood and all, and love her anyway.”

- beauty and the beast | Caitlyn S. (via alonesomes)

"You're standing against a wall, holding onto a girl whose knees..." Oh. Oh my. That just...your writing is always amazing and that's why I followed but wow. I can't even compose a literate sentence about how that piece makes me feel and wow ok ily

I really enjoyed writing that piece! It’s one of my favourites, so I’m glad that people are liking it too!!!