All Things Go Boston

The person you love should never make you so nervous about losing them that you feel sick to your stomach. They shouldn’t ever want you to feel that way. I think that’s the root of my issues. You don’t care if I don’t feel secure and that reflects poorly on your use of the word “love.”  I don’t know if you really understand what it means yet. 

(Source: Spotify)

(Source: Spotify)

true true true true true true true. It’s hard finding someone that feels like a soul mate and knowing that being together is just not in the stars. 

true true true true true true true. It’s hard finding someone that feels like a soul mate and knowing that being together is just not in the stars. 

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With you, intimacy colours my voice. Even ‘hello’ sounds like ‘come here.’
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my number one lady love. 

my number one lady love. 

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awestiles:

You’re in love with him, and he’s in love with you, and it’s like a goddamn tragedy, because you look at him and see the stars, and he looks at you and sees the sun. And you both think the other is just looking at the ground.

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"Golden Tears" by Gustave Klimt

"Golden Tears" by Gustave Klimt

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Things I Have Learned In the Past Year

lauramasters:

1. I’m pretty fucking awesome.

2. I got really really really enormously lucky in the parent and family department.

3. Every thing happens so that you can get to the next point in life, not that it all happens for a reason, but that there is a series of events that leads to the now and it is a…

This is a thing I wrote last year that I really really love still

And so it begins. Second last semester. #gradlife #editinginbed

And so it begins. Second last semester. #gradlife #editinginbed

matialonsorphoto:

lunita querida

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peterdwebb:

You want to be heroic? Don’t give up on your friends when it becomes hard to talk to them.

You want to be brave? Talk about important things even if starting the conversation is awkward.

You want to be awesome? Spend more time blessing other people than you do enjoying life for yourself.

Real heroes are more concerned about the folks in distress than they are about their own comfort and safety.

Don’t give up on your friends. Ever. 

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// A List of Things I Like//

1. That couple that asked me how long we’d been together as soon as you left and how I had to say “we’ve known each other for more than a year but we aren’t together” and watching the astonishment on his face: “but you seem like you are, you’re so comfortable.” Yeah. it’s like that.

2.The woman at the bus station desk and how she flirts with you, winking at me the entire time, “How do you put up with him?” “I don’t.” “Yes you do.” Caught me.

3. How we look sitting across each other in a booth to every one else there. A masquerade. Both looking at our phones and ignoring each other, knowing that when we go to sleep we’ll slowly drift apart and together again like ocean waves on a shore.

4. How maybe this is much much better than calling each other “mine.” How you don’t have to say goodbye to friends. How this is deeper than dates, and more important than movies, and cannot be described over beer at a dive bar. How I can say absolutely anything in the world to you and know that even if I offend you, your anger won’t last long. How we’ve never gone longer than 24 hours without speaking. How we can’t stay apart. How you are written on my heart. How you suggest we get friendship tattoos, and that when I asked “Are you sure you want a reminder of me on you forever” your answer was quick and sure: “Yes.” 

I don’t know. I wish I could tell you these things, that I am glad to have you in my life, in whatever capacity it is, and glad to know that neither of us is walking away from each other. How comforted I am by this friendship, lasting, loving, and true. 

// wishlist. //

make me breakfast, give me cuddles, leave when I need to write.

Nose to chest, breathing in your skin, arms wrapped around me on both sides, my fingertips on your back tracing up and down until sleep slows them. Waking up still clothed in your skin, your chin on my head, your hands on my back. My favorite way to sleep. AC on high so we can always get as close as we want to. 

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