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I've come here with no expectations, only to profess, now that I am at liberty to do so, that my heart is, and always will be , yours.

–Sense of Sensebility

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- loving you was absinthe/ i've never been sober since

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“There are a few things in life so beautiful they hurt: swimming in the ocean while it rains, reading alone in empty libraries, the sea of stars that appear when you’re miles away from the neon lights of the city, bars after 2am, walking in the wilderness, all the phases of the moon, the things we do not know about the universe, and you.”

— Beau Taplin, “And You”

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Some foliage from my morning walk. ✨

https://allmylinks.com/lunreye

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Here’s just a pretty completion of photos taken over the trip this past week 🖤

 https://allmylinks.com/lunreye

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it is sad. seeing how you have removed and forgotten me from your life in a couple of days, just as the sea erases footprints left on the shore.

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Spring Palace - Bucharest

#aesthetic #pink #castle #architecture #bathtub #girly #coquette #interior #art #design

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#lana del rey #cherry #lust for life #girlblogging #coquette #2014 tumblr #nympette #ultraviolence #gaslight gatekeep girlboss #dollette #girlblogger #born to die #girl interrupted #female manipulator #sofia coppola #lux lisbon #90s supermodel #coquette aesthetic #girl boss #lovers #baby pink

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Love him

#poetry #true love #fairytale #magical

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My whole heart

#lovestruck #poetry #boyfriend #true love #fairytale

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Love yourself first.

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“Morning light can make the most vulgar things tolerable” — the secret history, by donna tartt.

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The Martyr’s Lover

You dance above my eyeline

Right behind the skull

Your hand upon my neckline

Brings me into a lull

Your profile is an art piece

Your features carved in stone

I’d scratch love into each crease

For each sad thought, atone

Plant violets in my darkness

Send light into my chest

Your smile has just the sharpness

To rend windows in my breast

I’d care for you a lifetime

Walk through your hellish dreams

Broken glass on cloud nine

Pat dry the tears in streams

You’re not meant to be a martyr

But I’d be one for you

If for my lonely soul you’d barter

I would rive my life in two

So dance with me in sunbeams, darling

Hold my hand, our eyes unseeing

Spinning like the flights of starlings

‘Hind the skulls of greater beings

-T.Q.P.S.