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if you consider a woman less pure after you’ve touched her maybe you should take a look at your hands

(via solacity)

I will never not reblog this

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slayboybunny:

the very first time an intimate partner puts their hands on you out of anger should be the very last time you have contact with that partner. you do not owe them forgiveness. you are not overreacting. most of the time physical abuse is not a one time thing, but even one time is fully and immensely unaccepable. please remember that there is no shame in being the one who walks away. you are not weak and you are not cruel. walk away and never look back

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Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.

→ Unknown (via tellmefive)

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Besos en el cuello, mordidas de labios y abrazos largos.

→ Más aquí (via jahatad)

halogenic:

have you ever had a dream that was so vivid it stuck with you in the back of your mind for years?

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That was the thing. You never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it’s reconciled, accepted - someone points it out to you, and it just hits you all over again, that shocking.

→ Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever (via loveandeloquence)

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I didn’t want to care and then I saw you there..

→ "Ways to go" By Grouplove (via beware-andbe-grateful)

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Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

→ Sarah Williams, Twilight Hours: A Legacy of Verse (via observando)

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Marry me. Let’s spend our nights eating cereal on the floor when there is a perfectly fine table behind us.

Marry me. We can go to the movie theatre and sit in the very back row just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.

Marry me. We’ll paint the rooms of our house and get more paint on us than on the walls.

Marry me. We can hold hands and go to parties that we end up ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub together.

Marry me. Slow dance with me in our bedroom with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.

let me love you forever, marry me (via the-psycho-cutie)

teacher: don't bullshit this essay
me: i'm gonna bullshit this essay
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You give but little when you give of your possessions.
It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.

→ Khalil Gibran, The Prophet (via observando)