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8 years ago

I've heard that if a crush lasts longer than 4 months, you're already in love. So what happens when I've been infatuated with you for 60 months, Does this mean I've fallen in love with you 15 times? Or have I simply wasted 5 years? 60 months? 261 weeks? 1825 days?

That one crush


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8 years ago

• [I have scars but the most painful ones are fresh and in my heart.] •

They can’t be seen and hiding the pain hurts even more.


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8 years ago

I’m screaming that my heart is yours but it only appears as a silent smile to you

Why can’t you hear it? (via sunshinesasquatch)

His ears are already listening to another


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8 years ago

-it’s always the same story 
-what story? 
-the story of how the girl loves the boy, but he didn’t love her back

The story of my life #2


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8 years ago

There was a girl. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice, it was supposed to make you feel something. There was a boy. He never really understood. He presumed the top layer was the only layer and never knew the truth. She was a smart girl until she fell in love. He was an oblivious boy until everything was over.

Maddie; The story of my life #1


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3 months ago

oh my god this is so fucking beautiful <3

I Owe U A Black Eye And Two Kisses!!! (teeth Eater)

I owe u a black eye and two kisses!!! (teeth eater)


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2 years ago

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

I want to be on my own travel the world flirt with every guy who gives me an irresistible smile

I want to be with you talking all night long fill my empty nights with your love

I want to be on my own work on myself do whatever the fuck I want when I want

I want to be with you writing endless love letters dancing in the snow until you throw me on the bed

I want to be free I want to be the woman you love

I want to love myself I want to love you

I want all of my thoughts to disappear.

_____________________________


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10 months ago

burning

aeneas works the hell fires from sybil // jan brueghel

to care for something is a delicate thing

to cultivate, to put a part of you into a vessel outside yourself with no guarantee of success

like chipping a piece of your heart that you might not get back

it's a gamble

but you take that risk because you always hope that what you feel, so may someone else for you

a singular attention

but people bite

and you don’t know if you’ll ever get it back

and what if you gave more than you realized

and when they’re gone, you look down and all that’s left is blackness

blindfolded in a ribcage, entombed by a heart that doesn't beat for you

by lungs that don’t breathe for you

by lips that don’t lust for you

and you are shunned and quiet and can only say, oh, okay

and give no sign of your smile chipping away, that skipped beat and the cold creep of dread

and give no sign of the disappointment, lest you look closer and know its because you had the audacity to have expectations

and give no sign of the hurt, lest you find yourself realizing it meant something

to be vulnerable is to be peeled open, raw and turbulent, strapped to a table with a knife hovering over you and a trembling hand against it

it's the pulse in your neck as something unknown grazes your skin

the flex of tendons desperate to recognize what’s beneath them,

the lump in your throat that never seems to go away 

it’s the hope that the contact was lips and not teeth

and some say the risk is worth it for the chance of love

but this year it is a brittle winter

and the truth is so warm within me, 

to the point where i may set ablaze 

and nobody will know why my body was charred from the inside out


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6 months ago

Liking someone is actually insane like why am i freaking out about them doing normal human things like oh my god yes sit on that chair like that.

Like jeez bro her hair. Her eyes. Her hands. Her lips (lemme kiss em). Her eyes. Her height. Her eyes. Her interests. Her eyes. Her music taste. Her eyes. Her.

😚🤗☺️🤭


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10 months ago

untitled

it took me some time

admitting to myself that I like you

a hopeless romantic through and through

and it still embarrasses me saying it out loud

It's been so long since I've fallen for someone

so genuinely and wholeheartedly

someone who makes my heart race and stop

at the same time

someone unremarkably smart and oblivious of my feelings

at the same time

I'm not the kind of girl who would fall so deeply for another person

usually my infatuation doesn't last long

I want to ask my heart why it is

that you are so different from the others

Slowly I realise that I don't really need an answer to that

and if there is one then it will most likely be the

continuous looking for you in crowds,

trembling legs and hands when I see you,

my heart accelerating

and my neverending attentiveness to everything you do


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Elméletileg csak 4 hónapig crusholsz valakit.

Ha még utána is, akkor már szerelmes vagy

De ha még 4 hónap múlva is érdekel, muszáj történnie valaminek köztetek


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4 months ago
Im So Nuts About U 😻

Im so nuts about u 😻


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5 months ago

Does anyone around notice how I look at you when your back is turned?

Is it so obvious to everyone but you?

The crevices of your back have more depth have anyone else’s eyes,

I wish I didn’t have to love you from behind


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the never ending battle i have with myself: do i have a crush on them or do i just really want to be their friend?


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I'm so sad that my favorite teacher is retiring

She is such a real one

She literally made a new seating chart today and put me next to my crush

She's literally the best an I'm going to miss her so much


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3 years ago

don’t you love it when your crush is straight

by love i mean hate


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1 year ago

when two people meet and they belong together on some level - a prompt list

again, this can be used for anyone - close friends, s/o, crushes. please feel free to change pronouns as you see fit :)

A and B are benchmates, and by the end of the lecture, they've managed to become more than strangers, and people with common interests. They exchange numbers - "can I have your full name?" "sure, but why?" "I just like to store the full names of people's contacts that I'm going to save."

A has never eaten out with their new friend before, so they're pretty nervous because they eat differently? compared to the locals. "i'm sorry, but can I eat with my hands? I just feel more comfortable doing it." B just smiles kindly at A, and A immediately feels at home, despite being miles away from it. "of course you can, please be comfortable!"

A introduces their cuisine to B and B absolutely loves it. "I can't believe I've never had this before!" "do you like it?" " of course! this is easily one of the best meals I've had in my life". Then they both grin at each other and continue to spend the upcoming hours in the restaurant, smiling, chatting away and having a jolly time. (the restaurant people are nice because they don't get kicked out xD)

A teaches B how to eat food from their cuisine and B follows obediently. A is so impressed by B's efforts, just looks at B with a fond smile while B is busy trying to eat the food correctly. "am I doing this right? can I eat this with both hands?"

B invites A over to their place for Halloween and A is so pleasantly surprised, that they can't believe it. "You're inviting me over? really?" "of course! I'd love to have you over if you'd like to come!" A later gets to know that B themselves was a transfer student who went to another country to study, so they can understand the feelings of an international student. A was just so touched and couldn't stop smiling.

It's A's first Halloween and B watches them smile and get excited about everything with a fond look on their face. A turns to them, almost shy, "um, i- I didn't really bring any Halloween clothes," and B has to try really hard to hold in their laugh because A was just being really cute right now. "I can help with that," - B finds a pair of cute purple socks and a headband for A to wear and A's excitement lights up B's entire evening.

"so, do you invite people often?" you seem to be a really good host." B, surprised, "ah, thank you for saying that, but actually, no, I don't." A smiles at the answer and they continue watching the movie playing on the tv, a comfortable distance between them, feeling warm despite the cold winds outside.

B watches A order their usual and smiles at them, "hot chocolate as usual?". A nods, happy with their favourite drink in hand. "What are you getting?" B points to their plate, "oh, just a plate of strawberry cheesecake, I really like these." A makes a mental note of it.

At the cafe again, weeks later, after class, "one hot chocolate and one strawberry cheesecake please!" B just stares at A, dumbfounded, "you remember!" "of course I do!"

"do you want to talk? I don't want to go home just yet." A and B walk over to a bench on their campus and proceed to talk into the evening until A had to catch a bus back home.

A spots a duck upside down in a pond and immediately texts B (who's absent that day) - "uhh, a duck is upside down and I'm worried about it." A doesn't know but B was wheezing while texting back, " that's normal don't worry, it's just feeding." A lets out a breath of relief, "thank goodness! I haven't seen a lot of ducks in my hometown." "I can tell."

A and B compare their hand sizes, after which B holds A's (much smaller) hand. "your hands are so small, no wonder you get cold easily!" A just smiles happily and holds B's hand tighter.

A and B spend the whole day together and then can't stop thinking about it after. "is it weird that I'm grinning, still thinking about how fun today was?" "no, because I'm still thinking about it too."


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1 year ago

As a fan of fictional characters whom I fancy,

I shall be gifting this quote to…

…Mr Darcy (Pride and Prejudice)

You can also gift this quote to your fictional crush!

Felt Like Writing. Actually Writing It Felt Like The Only Fitting Poetic Fix.

Felt like writing. Actually writing it felt like the only fitting poetic fix.


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1 year ago

Love at first sight

Tw: A few swear words (fucked up etc) but it's nothing intimate just a few curses people say when they're angry.

Love at first sight was something he didn't believe in, something he didn't want to believe in. Yet, life seemed to have other plans since he'd seen you.

He wouldn't deny how incredibly cliché it sounded if he ever dared say it out loud. But, he was so madly captivated by you that it was outright stupid.

He felt like a goddamn fool but he had to admit it, it was love at first fucking sight. The way you spoke, the way you looked, the way you acted, everything was just so pretty.

He didn't even notice it at first, the way you consumed his thoughts, living in his mind rent-free. His mind always seemed to wander off, memories of what you did today replaying in his mind. The things you told him, the things he overheard you saying to your friends, and even the songs you were humming. He remembered everything, no matter how much he wanted to focus elsewhere.

He wouldn't deny how annoying it was, the way you could entrance him so easily. His face would flush red whenever he saw you smile, elated when he got to sit anywhere near you, yet so incredibly nervous too.

It wasn't even funny looking at how oblivious you were, unknowingly making him act like a madman who's lovesick for you. He would say he hated it, yet how how could he?

After all, you were just so endearing that even looking at you from afar felt like a prize. And when he got to speak to you, there was no doubt that he was over the goddamn moon.

Still, his words would play so smoothly in his mind, a small cough before he spoke, mentally rehearsing what he was going to say. Yet, for some reason he was never satisfied because his words came out so idiotically. They were either too rough, mean, or simply rude. It was either him speaking arrogantly not that he meant to or he was stuttering mess, one who fumbled his words over and over again.

Yet, he would obviously never let you know that he fucked up his words, no matter how rude or dumb they sounded. He wouldn't admit how much of a loser he was, especially because you didn't seem to notice, smiling like usual. No, he wouldn't mess up a chance with you, but that didn't mean he wouldn't be a flustered mess after stuttering.

Still, he hoped you thought about him as he thought about you. He craved you so much, so mindlessly. He wanted you to be the same as him, for you to be down bad.

He'd never let you know, but he wanted your thoughts to be consumed by him, for you to constantly day-dream about him. He wanted him to be a distraction in your life, he wanted you to experience how annoying you were.

He wanted you to experience his love for you.

"Love at first sight"

Note: I'm sorry I haven't been posting often, i've just been so drained lately and schoolwork is taking up my time. It will take time to finish requests so I hope you all can be patient.

Still, feel free to request as I'll get back to it whenever I have the time and if it is something I'm willing to write. There is a post on my blog (I think it is pinned?) which goes into detail about the rules and fandoms I write about. If you have any questions regarding it, (want to request something but don't know if I follow the fandom/will write about it etc) just do it. Try asking it as a question first if you're unsure as I will get back to it, and if I say yes then I will work on the request (even though it will take time). Please feel free to leave comments on how I can improve or any grammatical mistakes (+ etc) I made throughout my writing. Any critical feedback is appreciated, as long as it is respectful.

Ps: Thank you for reading and please like/reblog/comment etc if you enjoyed!


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1 month ago

i want to grow old with you.


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