Saying “babygirl”, “my girl”, or even cheesy shit like “baby” or “babe” makes my ice cold heart melt like a popsicle on the Fourth of July.

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arianagrandillin:

foodchewer:

i put the hot in photo

I thought this said “I put the hot in potato”

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moonable:
“
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I’d still love you,
If the world stops spinning
If heaven and hell tear us apart
If you ever forget me

I’d still love you,
If I find out you weren’t made for me
If these years in my life were nothing but a lesson
If we were just a bad dream

Darling, I’d still love you,
If I never hold you in my arms
If I never hear you speak 

I’d still love you,
If one day I love another and
If you don’t love me,
I’d still love you

Richa Gill (@RiichaG_)

Clear your mind here

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“Give people time. Give people space. Don’t beg anyone to stay. Let them roam. What’s meant for you will always be yours.”
— Reyna Biddy
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“Wait for someone who says, “Holy crap, how did I get so lucky?” when you walk in the door, absolutely exhausted from work at 6pm after being married for 30 years. Wait for that, it’s more than worth it.”

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Clear your mind here

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“Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.”
— Azra.T “this is how you keep her” (via 5000letters)

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