y2kid:

i will do a lot of things but admitting im cold to my mum who told me to bring a jacket isn’t one of them

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Nine ways to tell her you’re in love.

Send her a text at three in the morning, tell her you wish she was awake so you can take her to get coffee at a diner and tell her about some stupid thing you did today just as an excuse to see her.

Write her a letter, even if you’re a shitty writer. Tell her about every time she crossed your mind during the day. Write about how you want to spend a clear night on a swing set with her, or wanting to make her dinner, even if you only know how to cook one thing.

Tell her how much you love thunder, because it’s the only thing that is as loud as your heart when you see her eyes in the sun. 

Never make her your almost, your what if, or your plan b. 

Let her borrow your favorite book, make sure you’ve written in it, underlined sentences that hit you the hardest. It will tell her why it’s your favorite, it’s a piece of your heart that you have temporarily given away.

Find out her pet peeves, her favorite color. What she does when she’s happy, when she’s sad. Read her body language like a map, memorize the contours of her smile, get to know her from an angle no one else before her has.

Talk to her till the sun rises up, see who she is when her eyes are heavy, sit and listen. Let her speak about her favorite bands, or embarrassing stories from high school, or her first kiss.

Take her out on an adventure, grab her hand and show her your favorite place to buy sweets and guilty pleasures. Show her how she makes you feel. Tell her stupid jokes and see if she has any of her own.

Tell her that she’s the first thing you think of when you wake up, how her love is like your favorite song that hits you hard and always eases you. Tell her your most dominant thought is doing everything and nothing, all with her.

turklet:

when a character in a movie or book says the title in conversation

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luvyourselfsomeesteem:

senhoritaugly:

I just had a grown man tell me to “go make me a sandwich” as I was doing his pourover

I told him I didn’t understand what he meant because we’re a coffee shop, and he was like “oh it’s a joke” and I said I “didn’t get it” and he went “it’s funny because you’re a woman working in a kitchen”

And I just stared at him until he got how stupid he sounded

let them feel their ignorance burn into their souls

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