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"I loved you at your darkest."

Tue, 14 May 2013 15:17:07 -0400

“I loved you at your darkest.”

- Romans 5:8 (via rebreathing)

the lion king // pocahontas ↳ cinematic parallels

Tue, 14 May 2013 15:16:20 -0400

the lion king // pocahontas
↳ cinematic parallels

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"Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest..."

Mon, 13 May 2013 19:46:51 -0400

““Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest friendship in the person you fall in love with. Someone who speaks highly of you. Someone you can laugh with. The kind of laughs that make your belly ache, and your nose snort. The embarrassing, earnest, healing kind of laughs. Wit is important. Life is too short not to love someone who lets you be a fool with them. Make sure they are somebody who lets you cry, too. Despair will come. Find someone that you want to be there with you through those times. Most importantly, marry the one that makes passion, love, and madness combine and course through you. A love that will never dilute - even when the waters get deep, and dark.””

- (via carllllllly)

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"I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About..."

Thu, 09 May 2013 15:07:49 -0400

“I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About love, about life, about anything, about everything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our lives slowing to a crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about what’s really important in life.”

- (via lemurianvibrations)

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givemebassorgivemedeath: cumberderpy: askthatsexy2pamerican: a...

Tue, 07 May 2013 09:59:43 -0400

givemebassorgivemedeath:

cumberderpy:

askthatsexy2pamerican:

ask-le-sexy-france:

askthatsexy2pamerican:

cyanidewhore:

sociopath-red-pheasant:

rogueabdl:

his-blithe-handmaid:

husbandsir:

Jesus woman! Get around the corner!

Go on baby girl! Get ‘im!

Id quit playing my game for sure!

You look beautiful, don’t be shy!

Omg, she is so precious.

Aww if a girl did this for me I’d chuck my Xbox out the window~

Go on darling, if it was moi. Id smash mon gaming device and love on you insted!

Reblogging again because this is just lovely and I need someone like this and I’m saving this picture to my computer and just NINLSUSRGLSDBFIWB the woman in this is so beautiful and everything *gross sobbing*

Ladies and gentlemen, the men of Tumblr.

I wouldn’t even save my game first.

"1. I say, ‘I am fat.’ He says ‘No, you are beautiful.’ I wonder why I cannot be both. He kisses me..."

Tue, 07 May 2013 09:53:02 -0400

“

1.
I say, ‘I am fat.’
He says ‘No, you are beautiful.’
I wonder why I cannot be both.
He kisses me
hard.

2.
My college theater professor once told me
that despite my talent,
I would never be cast as a romantic lead.
We do plays that involve singing animals
and children with the ability to fly,
but apparently no one
has enough willing suspension of disbelief
to go with anyone loving a fat girl.
I daydream regularly
about fucking my boyfriend vigorously on his front lawn.

3.
On the mornings I do not feel pretty,
while he is still asleep,
I sit on the floor and check the pockets of his skinny jeans for motive,
for a punchline,
for other girls’ phone numbers.

4.
When we hold hands in public,
I wonder if he notices the looks —
like he is handling a parade balloon on a crowded sidewalk;
if he notices that my hands are now made of rope.

5.
Dear Cosmo: Fuck you.
I will not take sex tips from you
on how to please a man you think I do not deserve.

6.
He tells me he loves me with the lights on.

7.
I can cup his hip bone in my hand,
feel his ribs without pressing very hard at all.
He does not believe me when I tell him he is beautiful.
Sometimes I fear the day he does will be the day he leaves.

8.
The cute hipster girl at the coffee shop
assumes we are just friends
and flirts over the counter.
I spend the next two weeks
mentally replacing myself with her
in all of our photographs.
When I admit this to him
we spend the evening taking new photos together.
He will not let me delete a single one of them.

9.
The phrase “Big girls need love too” can die in a fire.
Fucking me does not require an asterisk.
Loving me is not a fetish.
Finding me beautiful is not a novelty.
I am not a fucking novelty.

10.
I say, ‘I am fat.’
He says, ‘No. You are so much more’,
and kisses me
hard.

”

- Rachel Wiley

(via lottiepots)

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