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i just think poppyalex irl would be the couple (of besties haha) that everyone but them knows they're so obviously in love

i just rlly fucking hope i am never 30 yrs old still not able to admit my feelings to others

He has a nice body, I think, the kind that’s mostly taut from an active lifestyle with a little pudge from indulging in his various vices. Not like Alex’s, which has been made in the gym over years with discipline and care. Not that Alex’s body isn’t great. It is great.

shes in bed w someone else thinking about alex like am i dumb or is the message VERY clear the denial is so real

This is what I want for the rest of my life. To see new places. To meet new people. To try new things. I don’t feel lost or out of place here. There’s no Linfield to escape or long, boring classes to dread going back to. I’m anchored only in this moment.


just waiting for them to realise theyre in love romantically and theyve always been in love

Alex takes out his phone and steps back. “Let me get a picture of you with it.”
I pop the door open and prop my foot up, striking a pose. Immediately, Alex starts to crouch. “Alex, no! Not from below.”

gf who loves taking pictures x bf who doesn't know how to but tries anyways

“You’re staring at me because I’m tall?” Alex says.
“Very tall,” I say, as if this clears things up.
It’s easier than saying, I have missed you, beautiful smile. It’s so good to see you, strong arms and legs. Thank you, freakishly taut belly, for feeding this person I love so much.
Alex’s grin ripens to the point of splitting open as he holds my gaze. “It’s good to see you too, Poppy.”

IM IN TEARS

poppyalex are giving me so much comfort right now like friends to lovers is so superior

No song,” he says.
“I bet you’re fun at parties,” I say.
“I’m fine at parties,” he says.
“Just not middle school band concerts,” I say


banter <33

"You just mean I’m short and wear bright colors.”
“No, you’re tiny,” she corrects me


im going to ignore the "youre so short" trope im so sorry its not for me

That crush of happiness, that feeling that this is what life’s about: being somewhere beautiful, with someone you love.


missing my friends hour