February 2012
There's just too much that time cannot erase.
Three years later and I still remember everything.
Today during class I was talking to a friend about the entire concept of waiting until marriage to lose your virginity. I guess I understand this concept, saving it for the “special someone” but what if, the one you marry isn’t really your “special someone?” what if your special someone happens to be the guy you were with when you were 15? marriage is meant to be...
guido: i forgot to tell you.
dora: go ahead.
guido: you can't imagine how much i feel like making love to you. but i'll never tell anyone, especially not you. they'd have to torture me to make me say it.
dora: say what?
guido: that i want to make love to you - not just once, but over and over again! but i'll never tell you that. i'd have to be crazy to tell you. i'd even make love to you now... right here for the rest of my life.
^^Omfg, reading between the lines. fucccck.
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Anonymous asked: DID YOU COLOUR YOUR HAIRRRR????!!!!!!
“‘Cause there’s a side to you that I never knew. All the things you’d say, they...”
– Set Fire to the Rain by Adele
Anonymous asked: Do you ever get jokes about your appearance?
A story is like a letter. Dear You, I’ll say. Just you, without a name. Attaching a name attaches you to the world of fact, which is riskier, more hazardous: who knows what the chances are out there, of survival, yours? I will say you, you, like an old love song.You can mean more than one.You can mean thousands.I’m not in any immediate danger, I’ll say to you.I’ll pretend...
“i believe that i was a little bit in love with you.”
– victor hugo
Anonymous asked: Im glad it did. everything I said is true :)
