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I want an innocent relationship

xarj:

I want kisses and cuddling and innocent fun. I’m tired of all relationships being about sex nowadays. No wonder no one can stay together. What happened to cute dates and month annerversaries? I want the type of relationship that is full of excitement and doing stuff like exploring or just going out and driving as far as you can one day. I want something different.

anthropologie:

How I love this quote and the perfectly appropriate illustration to match. Yves, you’ve got my number.
Via: Piccsy

anthropologie:

How I love this quote and the perfectly appropriate illustration to match. Yves, you’ve got my number.

Via: Piccsy

(via soulkandy)

vladabass:

Chuck and Blair | 4 X 08

i know i can be stronger, thankies

i know i can be stronger, thankies

(Source: aslongaswesmile)

(Source: havetohold, via femme-belle)

I want an innocent relationship

xarj:

I want kisses and cuddling and innocent fun. I’m tired of all relationships being about sex nowadays. No wonder no one can stay together. What happened to cute dates and month annerversaries? I want the type of relationship that is full of excitement and doing stuff like exploring or just going out and driving as far as you can one day. I want something different.

anthropologie:

How I love this quote and the perfectly appropriate illustration to match. Yves, you’ve got my number.
Via: Piccsy

anthropologie:

How I love this quote and the perfectly appropriate illustration to match. Yves, you’ve got my number.

Via: Piccsy

(via soulkandy)

vladabass:

Chuck and Blair | 4 X 08

(Source: fashionfever)

(via soulkandy)

i know i can be stronger, thankies

i know i can be stronger, thankies

(Source: aslongaswesmile)

(Source: oakwood, via femme-belle)

I want an innocent relationship
You ask if I’m ok, I say no. Inside I’m screaming and crying but I’m afraid to speak up.
Have you ever really cried the pain of a broken heart? That sobbing that makes it a struggle to breathe. The gasping for air. Your stomach tightening. Your hands clenching over your gut. The pain in your chest. The ugly screwed up face. Tears pouring.

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love me, or leave me at London.

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