topsy-turvy

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Wed, 08 May 2019 23:43:49 +0800

faith

Sat, 23 Mar 2019 12:02:22 +0800

I still talk to God about you before I sleep. I’d tell him how lucky I am to have you, and that I promise to keep you safe and happy. And thank him for bringing you into my life.

Mon, 18 Mar 2019 01:09:50 +0800

I will always wish for the nights where I’ll fall asleep to the sound of your steady, peaceful...

Mon, 18 Mar 2019 01:05:42 +0800

I will always wish for the nights where I’ll fall asleep to the sound of your steady, peaceful breaths and occassional forehead kisses, and for the mornings I’ll wake up next to you, with your arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer as we both feel the sun on our skins yet we still refuse to wake up.

Mon, 03 Dec 2018 02:04:54 +0800

neckkiss:

Rare.

Mon, 03 Dec 2018 02:02:58 +0800

Mon, 03 Dec 2018 01:56:39 +0800

Fri, 26 Oct 2018 00:42:11 +0800

tanricaimera:

Tue, 09 Oct 2018 23:49:54 +0800

of you

Sat, 29 Sep 2018 02:18:12 +0800

do you have any idea how smiling becomes a lot easier when youre around?

Thu, 16 Aug 2018 23:36:42 +0800

I never really planned on loving you this much, but here we are.

I love you, always

Thu, 02 Aug 2018 01:23:31 +0800

That’s it. That’s all I have to say. That’s all I will be repeating to you for the rest of my time alive with you.

foundlingsuggestion: Ten ways to say “I love you” Straightforward. Soft and heavy, like morning...

Thu, 02 Aug 2018 00:15:46 +0800

foundlingsuggestion:

Ten ways to say “I love you”

Straightforward. Soft and heavy, like morning before the coffee’s started brewing. Like that’s all there is to say.

Through laughter, over a chorus of voices, knowing it’ll strike home anyway. It’s meant for everyone here, after all.

Slipped under your tongue, twisted into something else. “I trust you,” maybe. Trust them to figure it out.

Instead of “thank you” or “see you soon” or “drive safe.” Because no matter what you say it’ll mean the same thing.

Casually, as if you don’t mean it. Trying like hell not to mean it.

Wrapped up in a question. How’s your day been, have you eaten, you know you can tell me anything, right? You know you can tell them anything. Right?

Under your breath while the whole house sleeps, just before you have to leave for the day. More for yourself than for them.

With a hand on their shoulder, a song on your lips, or a carton of their favorite ice cream in the freezer.

Over a nervous smile, biting back the just-this-side-of-desperate hope they’ll say it back.

With a soft sigh. Past exhaustion and frustration and despair, like it’s the only good thing left. Sometimes it is.

Sun, 15 Jul 2018 16:44:05 +0800

coral:

I still remember the very moment I fell in love with you.

Sun, 01 Jul 2018 22:12:45 +0800

I love you. You’re my whole world.

me to you, always

Sat, 30 Jun 2018 17:39:22 +0800

cuntinued:

me at 4am: who am i

Tue, 19 Jun 2018 07:13:25 +0800

liftedandgiftedd:

hipster:

The “stare” before the kiss.

the look down at the lips

Three more years

Sat, 09 Jun 2018 18:22:34 +0800

I’m unsure about what I’m counting. Heck, I don’t even know if I should be counting. But I hope it’s the time we both need to prepare for what’s coming for the both of us, together. I hope it’s just three more years until we’re home.