Innerworkings of a Hopeless Romantic Writer
Heart breaks, mistakes.
Writing is my life <3
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some lyrics are so accurate i want to write them on my body and paint them on my walls and post them on every social networking site and scream them from the rooftops and get a t shirt with them on it and bathe in them and wow i just like nice lyrics
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oh my god hes called stitch because hes what pulls their family together
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omfg i just ordered pizza and as i was about to hang up i said love you out of habit and the guy said it back and after a whole minute of dead silence he just tells me that he hopes that i’m not expecting a discount on the pizza just cause we confessed our undying love for each other! oMFG!
guys! he sent me a note on one of the napkins and i just
I ship it
I ship it so hard
now kiss
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I have a panic disorder. While having an attack one day, I called my boyfirend because I was scared. He hung up the phone as soon as I said that and was over in no time to comfort me.
He doesn’t have a car.
He lives 10 miles away.
He ran.
Go write this in a book. NOw.
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I just want to get a cute apartment with a cute person and wear nothing but underwear and a big t-shirt or sweater and dance around, cook for each other, make our own movies and record each other while we’re playing, smiling, and laughing, and lay in bed together at night snuggled up warm together so close that we can hear each others pulse.
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