beachedtrust: thunderpopcola: This is how you lose her.  You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely. You must remember when she forgets.  You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention. She remembers when you forget.  You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the  beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good. You must learn her.  You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.  You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept. And, this is how you keep her. the caption 
bxsedlxrd: hes only seconds old and hes prepared for the world live long and prosper little dude..

boo-and-kitty:

You don’t need to buy me expensive things or take me out to dinner every night or even every weekend. I don’t need the world or want the world. I want the little things. If you push my hair out of face or rub my back. Or if you randomly kiss my cheek. Or text me randomly saying you miss me. Or if you make a tweet about me or post a picture of us on instagram. Then that’s all I care about. I want the little things. I care way more about that, than anything else.

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fr-shhh: love this so much idk
daivabug421: alxias: otherillusions: canadasquaree: lifeisa-hallucination: calliebear: samberrilicious: alaskated: sexponents: what a storm How was this even taken? Tripod. High ISO Speed that allows a fast shutter speed and a camera that is good enough to counter act the grain (since its pretty dark and I don’t see much grain). And one lucky split second where the shutter happened to be pressed just as this happened. It’s like a shot of a lifetime. ^^^^^THAT! :) Holy fuck fuck omgggggg I cannot count how many times I have reblogged this, and I will never pass up that opportunity.  Wow. Just wow.
fictionallyperfect: i can definitely wait for this, cherishing the time i have with my boyfriend now

willyumbeckett:

one time this guy in my class drew a penis on the blackboard with a permanent marker and continued the drawing with an erasable marker and made it to be a cat and my english teacher wanted to write on the blackboard so she tried to erase the drawing and the cat went away and all that was left was a penis and we all cried laughing and she just sighed and said “its so small”

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politics-war: Dzhokhar Tsarnaev being taken into custody after a massive manhunt since last night.  Original photo snapped from one of Boston’s Finest and posted minutes after to Reddit. 
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