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Elle out y’all

beingfitandmotivated:


good morning coffee

she’s not perfect;
no
but when we’re lying down
on our bed
and she fits my limbs
so easily
when she’s dragging her lips
on my neck
even in her sleep
i guess i’m allowed to boast
that she’s pretty
damn close

— Unknown (via boxcardrewby)
larastonestits:

Blumarine, Spring 2009
infinite-s-e-a-s:

citrus—twist:

rustige:

i had to make this my icon, she’s perfect

yes she is

At some point, you have to realize that some people can stay in your heart but not in your life.

— (via msndobrev)

My heart didn’t break into a thousand pieces after he left. Instead, I realized all the things he didn’t do. He didn’t want to hear my stories. He didn’t ask me questions. He didn’t smile when I was talking to him. He didn’t hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. His hugs were always a preamble to something else and after he was gone, I wondered if he ever knew me at all.

— Diane Les Becquets  (via woolfen)

I realized why you’re not my cup of tea.

I drink coffee.

— Melanie, Movielike  (via clubmink)