visigoth:

want

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tescovagina:

ugh want this so bad, it’s perf

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me and my baby

ayookassiee:

Thiss Little BOY Is The Kutest EVER :] 

hellokittylitter:

Yep

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I’m missing something here. I feel more at home, where I’ve been only twice, than in the place I grew up.
I’ve isolated myself, more and more, to escape a world I just cannot understand, to avoid going through the motions, to prevent frustration. And yet this new world has me bound, obsessed, and craving.
I’m hungry for the new life. I wait impatiently for a connection, a reminder, a souvenir of my heaven on Earth, until I can experience it once more. The love that pours from it fills my empty cup, overflowing it. I need more..I need to drink more..

sharkcrash:

the best ugh

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I’m still nervous about her life. I can never forget how fragile it is. A moment can drive her to end it, and in that time, our goodbyes would be lost.
I wish I could whisper life into her ears, and her mind process it, while her heart embraces it. She is life; she is my life, and if she dies, so I will too.

I love being her girlfriend. Making her happy, having her heart…having her body.
It used to be something fun, but now it’s become something serious and real, and still fun.
She’s expanded my heart, deepened my breath, opened my mind, and shown me love. I absolutely love being her girlfriend.

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