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fahadalsaadan-deactivated201512

Send A Color To My Inbox

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Deep Red - I’m in love with you.
Red - I love you.
Pink - I think you’re cute.
Blue - You’re amazing.
Rose - You’re pretty
Purple - You’re hot.
Plum - I would fuck you.
Violet - I would date you.
Aqua - I could stay on your blog for hours.
Lavender - You are my tumblr crush.
Orange - I want to get to know you.
Tangerine - We have a lot in common.
Amber - I wish you would notice me.
Cream - I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.
Beige - I don’t know you at all.
Yellow - I don’t like your blog.
Green - I don’t like you.
Olive - I think you are unattractive.
Brown - I hate you.
Grey - You scare me.
Black - Delete your tumblr.
White - Kik??

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Source: primetime93

nufk-deactivated20171220

I’m alone and there is no one with me, i am now, now its the first time i can tell you that i’m alone, i am now only a body without a soul, no one is here with me telling me that the world is not easy we should face it together, no one is here with me telling me that we’ll be husband and wife,a father and a mother, a man and a women, no one is here they all left me behind after all what i did, after all what i gave, after all what i PROMISED, now I’m leaving with nothing pulling me back, and there is nothing will ever make me look behind, i’m sorry that i gave you that promise ‘i will always be there for you no matter what no matter who stood up against us’ i’m sorry that i’m not a keeper, you brought me joy and happiness, and i did everything to make sure you’re happy, so thank you and sorry for everything you’ve done.

Source: fwaaz

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Sleep is my lover now, my forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion.

Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife (via wordsnquotes)

Source: wordsnquotes.com

twobackyard

I want you. I want to throw you against a wall, wrap your legs around my waist and kiss you. Kiss you until we have to stop to catch our breaths. I want you and only you. I want to take you on road trips that lead us to pulling over on the side of the road because we can’t keep our hands off each other. I want you and your flaws. I want your messy makeup from teary eyes as I hold you and talk to you about life. I want the 3am phone calls because you can’t sleep at night. I want to be yours and only yours. I want to taste all your cooking, even if it’s not good, even if it’s experimenting I’d have you cook every meal for the rest of my life. I want you. I want my trembling hands to grab your waist and dance with you in the middle of an empty room. I want to struggle on days when I can’t see you. I want to fight about meaningless stuff that will lead to meaningful sex. I want you. I want your hand to rest on my forearm as we enter a party, so I can reassure you that you are safe with me. I want to sing to you in the shower and have you shut me up with kisses because we both know I’m no singer. I want the ups and downs, the winter and summer days. I want you and only you…

Source: h0pefulkid-withaninkedupheart