Touch me without using your hands. Six Word Story (via closedforprayer)

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I want to exist with you. Let’s make traditions and spend hours wishing we were together each time we’re apart. Friday nights should be spent on ice cream dates and getting lost somewhere in town. Hold my hand when I feel scared. I’ll listen to your heart beat in sync with the rain, never forgetting it’s slow and steady sound. Wake up on Saturday morning with me. Let’s watch the sun begin to rise, only to fall back asleep again. I will surprise you with every chance I get, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do. I’ve existed all along on my own, but I would rather exist with you. Untitled (via southerngreekgirl)

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18 hours ago // 11,093 notes
…And please remember that you were beautiful before he told you that you were. (via mermaidsongs)

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