imploding-with-feels:

jaclcfrost:

elementary school was like “hell yeah”. middle school was like “hell no”. and high school. high school is just “hell”

college is just “what the hell”

harmonizingly:

The people who come running to hug you after you haven’t seen them in awhile are my favorite type of people.


We assume others show love the same way we do — and if they don’t, we worry it’s not there.
Everyone has their own love language. That’s one of the most important lessons I’ve ever learned.  (via fr-angipani)

(Source: psych-facts)

reharmings:

I don’t need a perfect relationship. I just need someone who won’t give up on me.

(Source: fascial)

And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.
― Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility (via stevenbong)
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