lemonmello:

fairydrowning:

Perhaps love is just eating strawberries with your favorite person or peeling tangerines for someone you love. Perhaps, love is stored in understanding someone or it’s stored in holding hands. Perhaps, love is just stored in watching TV together on a Sunday night.

and perhaps love is something ordinary rather than something way too difficult to embrace. perhaps love can be found inside us too.

fairydrowning:

“You know, love doesn’t mean "l never want you to change.” But I don’t think it means “I don’t care if you change” either. So I suppose it might mean, “I believe that you’ll always be the person I adore.” A declaration of faith, perhaps.“

– Sayaka Saeki, やがて君になる (Bloom into You), Via "freckled-lili” on Tumblr

dark-romantics:

dark-romantics:

~ Bianca Sparacino, “The Strength In Our Scars”

stricatul:

And if you call me at 3am too sad to even say hello I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep

noodle-manchurian-deactivated20:

stricatul:

“for you, i would” a love language.

for you, a thousand times over

stfumons:

nvmaaradhya:

romanticise your life, take pretty pictures, feel like the main character, light up a candle, read books, go for a walk, dance to your favourite music, buy yourself presents, do whatever you want, be happy - this is your life, don’t let anyone take it from you

Don’t let any fucking one take it from you.

hear-the-heartbeat:

Ghar se door Ghar.

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oyeevarnika:

Girl who reads x Guy who asks about the books she reads >>>

dastur-e-ishq:

Tujh se guftugu der tak chale/isliye teri har baat se ikhtilaaf kiya.

Just so that we could talk longer, I posed a different opinion/ view point, to all that you said.