you are my sweetest downfall;

I loved you first; beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth.

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you know,

you would think I’d learn that every time I get drunk and make out with him (and, it happens every time I get drunk) I get some kind of sickness. we kissed twice this weekend, and my nose is runny / throat is sore.

aint even mad bro. he’s worth it.

platonic soul mates ftw. 

Filed under for mary lord sexy face

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I wanna get lost in you. And I swear
I grew like a wild flower every hour of the fifty years I was with you – and that’s not to say we didn’t have bad days.
Like the day you said, “That checkout clerk was so sweet.” And I said, “I’d like to eat that checkout clerk” and you said, “Honey, that’s not funny” and I said “Baby, maybe you could take a fucking joke now and then,” so I slept on the couch that night.
But when morning came, you were laughing.
Yeah, there were times we were both half-in and half out the door but I never needed more than the stars on your skin to lead me home.
Andrea Gibson (via darienne-rae)

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begoodatit: I reorganized my life shelf. It’s impeccable now. I cannot tell you what this means to me. I spy 8 Mile next to “Bieber Fever.” 

begoodatit:

I reorganized my life shelf. It’s impeccable now. I cannot tell you what this means to me.

I spy 8 Mile next to “Bieber Fever.”