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"Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive."
Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

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— 6 days ago with 48557 notes
"The earth is my body; my head is in the stars."
Maude

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— 6 days ago with 1394 notes

I love that you learned to play Layla on the guitar because it’s my favorite song. I love that you know that, and I love the fact that you love that song, as well. I love that you love cats just as much as I do. I love your soulful, beautiful, big, brown eyes, and I love the way you look into my eyes, knowing you love the way mine look, too. I love that I can be myself completely around you, and I love that you are so comfortable with me. I love the way you smell on these crisp and warm spring days. I melt when I wake up next to you every morning, because you look so peaceful and god damn wonderful. I love that you are more creative than anyone that I’ll possibly ever know, and you’re constantly encouraging me to explore my creative abilities, as well. I love listening to your heartbeat and your shallow breathing. Not to mention the adorable, obnoxious way that you chew. I love to watch you juggle, and paint, and play guitar. I love to stare at you when you’re watching t.v., when you dance, and when you read, (actually I love to watch you do everything that you do.) Every movement of your head, your hair, your fingers, your body. I love it when I sometimes catch you looking at me randomly. All the little things that you do that force me to love you just a little bit more every day, every minute, every second. I love giving you all the love I could ever give someone; with every molecule of my being. I love the way we communicate with each other. I love the way that we touch each other. I love that we spend almost all of our time together (well at least as much as we possibly can, anyway.) I love the way that you compliment me. And I don’t just mean with words, but with who you are and how we fit together, also.

I adore you……

I could never say these things to you, because my words wouldn’t be able to keep up with my thoughts. It would just sound too corny or lovey-dovey to voice these emotions. Well, to put it simply, there aren’t even enough words to tell you how much you mean to me.

I LOVE YOU.

I love your love.
And I love that you feel the same way for me.

I could go on all night and all day, but, instead, I’ll just keep on reminding you constantly that you mean more than the world to me.

— 3 weeks ago