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deanisnotamoose deanisnotamoose

Other people: *States some relationship issue*

me: *completely confused by the question*

me: you do realise I’ve never had a boyfriend

me: or girlfriend

me: or relationship of any type

me: i literally have no experience

me: of all the people i am the least qualified to give good advice

me: *gives amazing advice which solves everything*

me: oh…so thats why they asked me

nakedly

“I hope we last. I hope we do.

But if we don’t, this is how I want you to remember me:

I want you to remember me curled up, listening to the sound of your heartbeat and tracing maps across your skin. Remember me laughing at your jokes, even the stupid ones. Remember me in hysterics for absolutely no reason and in tears because one time you made me so sad neither of us thought I’d recover. Remember me brave, that time you held my hand and I thought I was going to die; remember me scared and gentle and delicate and breakable - only for you though, only for you.

Remember me happy, and all the ridiculous ways I tried to get your attention. Remember the way I was too stubborn to talk to you and how absolutely insane it drove the both of us. Remember all the firsts and how they were so delightful we went back for seconds and thirds and fourths. Remember the songs you couldn’t stop listening to and the childish dreams you allowed yourself about the future. If it’s any consolation I allowed myself to have them too.

If it comes to it I don’t want you to remember the ending.

Remember the beginning. Remember the first time you knew.

S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #132
(via bl-ossomed)
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vastidao-deactivated20160611

eu queria que você soubesse que só você já é suficiente

vastidao vastidao

sei que suas inseguranças te perturbam e seus medos te inundam. mas me deixa penetrar sua armadura de aço e tocar seu âmago. eu quero te enxergar sem fantasias. porque você por si só me basta. me deixa ver de baixo de tudo isso que te encobre. seu riso me preenche; seu toque me transborda.  eu não preciso de adornos pra te amar. porque sua essência me integra. e sua alma crua é tão linda que me cega. mas eu não preciso de olhos pra te enxergar.

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agridociei
Quero um amor que assista um filme comigo mechendo no meu cabelo, que quando eu chorar me faça rir, que me chame de linda quando eu chamá-lo de idiota, que ande de mãos dadas comigo, que me beije na chuva e quando eu falar de mais, que durma de conchinha e me esquente nas noites frias de inverno, que me mande rosas com um cartão, que eu goste do seu perfume. Um amor que passe as tardes comigo dormindo ou simplesmente fazendo nada, apenas deitados na cama, eu que quero um amor que me entenda quando não estou nos meus melhores dia, resumindo: eu quero alguém que com pequenas coisas me faça feliz.
Caio Fenando Abreu.  (via agridociei)
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As vezes eu me canso dos meus pensamentos, das minhas expectativas, de todas as milhares de ideias e situações que eu invento, só para me colocar, de alguma forma, pra cima. Porque a verdade é que eu não gosto de quem eu sou agora. E também não gosto desse meu jeito mal agradecido, ou que se não se contenta com pouco. Eu não gosto do jeito que eu mesma me coloco pra baixo, mas isso de alguma forma me ajuda a me transformar naquilo que eu idealizo pra mim.

areahdnee

He called me and played me the piano the moment when I needed it the most. And at that point, I realized he was the only one who could make me smile. In the past, I had doubted about us, because I did not want, and still don’t, to talk to him about my problems. But he didn’t even have to know. He was the only one that could make me smile, without even knowing I needed him. And right then, I realized that I would always love him.

Words cannot contain the depth of my love, how my feelings for him, even if they have to be suppressed, fill my heart with this eerie feeling, like it’s flying, but also held tight to someone. I feel it being opened, to him, for him, because of him. I feel free, even when my struggles surround me. I feel happy, despite my problems, my insecurities, my weaknesses.

This feeling is so simple, yet so complicated, so intense, but also relaxing, I only want to cry because I feel all the emotions piling up. And I wish he was here, here just so I could look straight into his eyes and hold his hands and be intimate with him, no matter how hard this is for me, or how wrong.

I want him to know. I love him.

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