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this bitch hit the goddamn woah.
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me w my fists clenched and eyes brimming w tears im gonna fuck you up. im goning to fuckc up im gonna fuck youp fukc ii mfn
He’s so fucking funny
@soullostinthemist
I just saw a kid yell ‘fuck off’ at the top of his lungs and then his phone started ringing so he picked it up like 2 fucking milliseconds after it started ringing and said “hi mama” in the softest god damn voice I’ve ever heard
“Better to break now, I thought, than to live another day juggling all of my implausible resolutions to try again later. No, better he should never know. I could live with that. I could always, always live with that. It didn’t even surprise me to see how easy it was to accept.”
— call me by your name, elio on oliver
fuckjng @prodigal-ezreal
My boyfriend just moved my hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear and then said to me “I look better than you”
@starshops
one time my boyfriend and I were cuddling and he was like “I know how to read palms” and I got really excited and he looked really intensely at my hand and then gasped and looked up at me and just went “it says that you’re a nerd”
@starshops
Date a boy who curls up on your lap, even though he is 6’ 2" because he loves cuddles
“his eyes were oceans deep, and i was thrown into its embrace without learning how to swim; caught in the moment, though harmless, i remained still for it felt more like the shades of blue found in the sky than the dark, dwelling hues down below. his eyes were tundra which i ran across, frozen air and flakes of ice that pinned me down and held me in place. staring through to my soul my eyes were windows, open fully for his to adventure into; glued to the frozen ground i stand, those frozen gems piercing into mine and as paralyzed i should have been i stood still on my own; winter never did me any harm, nor would he. his eyes were forget-me-not’s and i was struck with amnesia as fragments of the person i was prior to his numbing gaze; parts of me died within those lovely shades of blue, a canvas splattered in hues only he knew how to paint; from winter to spring, summer swept by and created butterflies along the petals decorated in his smile, and i swore i saw heaven and earth at once caught in a moment of awe. his eyes were rain, falling further and further, closing in on the world he knew it as and yet no one seemed to look back up; no one ever asks why his head hangs so low, or why he traces the rain as if it is the only touch he has ever known; maybe his eyes were rain because summer came and passed, only to leave behind a dreary autumn colored in the humble shade of regret.”
— a blue eyed boy // b.b (via benjaminbentley)
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They be like… They be like! What you mean, what is your winning scheme? I got a giant team, big as my self-esteem Run it back, run it back, running man They think they go hard I’m like come again You run out of time when I’m bustin’ in, while you stumbling, I got this blade in my hand for your punishment
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