November 2009
38 posts
I just can’t explain the feeling when we lie next to each other. Like nothing’s wrong, like nothing wrong will ever happen, that it’s safe even if there was another Ondoy. His hand holding mine, not tight, not loose, but just enough for me to feel that he’s there and he cares. I’m special.
ratmanprimate:
“Of course, we’re different.”
“She is rather strange actually.”
“He likes mornings.”
“She likes afternoons,” Kate says. “He also insists on spending his money on his instruments.” Adam playfully frowns. “Oh, not that I’m complaining, dearest.”
“Good.” He smiles. “She insists on spending my money on her books.”
“Our money. Whatelse?” She looks to him. “He prefers sleeping in...
HARDCORE CARNIVORE!
Yes?
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I Swear ll...
What makes you so sure our sins are not the start...
No More Wishing - Hayley Taylor
My heart melts...
Put Tumblr into a band name
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A Tumblr to Remember.
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Tumblr! at the Disco ;)
Modest Tumblr.
Boys Like Tumblr.
Manchester Tumblr.
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The...
October 2009
89 posts
