amy, xvi, ireland; kiss me until i'm sick of it.
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currently watching: jane the virgin
listening: the band camino, lany
loving: sims
working on:female awesome meme and gifset per a+ gent recent reads the song of achilles madeline miller ★ ★ ★ ★ ★
king of scars leigh bardugo ★ ★ ★★
red, white and royal blue casey mcquiston ★ ★ ★★
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i think a lot about how it is such a common experience to withstand our deepest pains and sorrows on our own and never even shed a tear, then, the moment someone offers us comfort, we break down completely
sometimes being offered tenderness feels like the very proof that you’ve been ruined
by ocean vuong
it surprises me, how a gesture so small can feel so very big. how sometimes you don’t realize the nervousness or sadness you were holding deep inside until the touch of someone you love lets it all out of you, like your entire body is exhaling