We’re not something, but we’re not nothing. i said this to myself in my head when i was inexcusably drunk one night at a party and saw this guy (of mine?) giving his hands, his heart and his admiration to someone else. i couldn’t be mad because he wasn’t mine, but he also wasn’t hers either (via floricawild)

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She’s my entire universe packed into one perfectly imperfect being and when she kisses me, I feel like I’m part of the stars. Unknown  (via wanduring)

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