Somewhere Only We Know . . .

this could be the end of everything, so why don't we go to somewhere only we know?
palpableabsurdity:

Jeff Hahn

palpableabsurdity:

Jeff Hahn

She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her.

The Fault in Our Stars - John Green

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tsunamimemory:

I don’t think Love is where you view the person you love as perfect with no faults.

Love is knowing those faults about that person, and finding that it in fact, makes them more beautiful.

The end of the beginning

My freshman year is almost over. And it is incredibly surreal.

This year didn’t go at all as I expected. Like, it’s possibly the furthest from what I ever imagined would happen. But it was good. It wasn’t always perfect or great, and I was stressed for the fair majority of it, but it was right. I know now that I am where I am supposed to be.

Life is beautiful.

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Cause I’m never going down,
I’m never giving up.
I’m never gonna leave,
So put your hands up.
If you like me,
Then say you like me.

We The Kings, Say You Like Me



Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing.., the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications. 

Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing.., the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications. 

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blogsecret:

I’m stopping myself from falling for someone else because I want to be with you. You’re sending me the most mixed signals, I wish I could just kiss you without worrying about whether I’ll lose you or not.

This is so relevant to my life right now