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booksandspilledwine · 4 months
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i am fine on my own but where is the love of my life
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booksandspilledwine · 5 months
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December is an illusion. It is meant to be loved but it is easily forgotten. December is sadness corrupted by faux smiles. Holidays are over before we know it. We forget to live in the moment and then blame December for passing too soon. December often feels like a stretch between a new beginning and the life we're used to.
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booksandspilledwine · 5 months
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I want to be someone's muse, the object of someone's desires. I want to be something somebody thinks about all day. I want to be painted on a canvas by a painter, to be written in words by a poet. I want to be the inspiration for somebody's art.
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Aaron Warner is my husband first, supreme commander and regent of sector 45 second <3
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it's the way I'll never have someone who falls in love with me repeatedly and harder than the previous time like Aaron did with Juliette. It's the way I'll never have someone who's so obsessed with me that he wears my hair tie on his wrist for years like Christian did with Gianna. It's the way I'll never have someone who'd go to therapy just so that they can be a better person for me like Noah did with Maya. It's the way I'll never have someone who loves me despite all my flaws like Loren did with Lily.
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