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dumblr · 5 months

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I really like you. I wasn’t looking for anyone, to be honest. You were just my friend, but somewhere down the line, i realised that nobody gets me like you do. You understand me. You find my lame jokes funny. You have the same choices as mine. With you, i don’t have to explain myself. With you, i don’t have to be someone i am not.

You are my ideal person. You are the right amount of caring and mature. You match my crazy. You are an early riser and I sleep late, but i love how i wake up to cute good morning wishes. You make my day. You make me happy, but i can’t be with you. I'm afraid of the idea of falling in love again. The last time i fell in love, i fell hard. All it left me with was a broken heart and a lot of sleepless nights.

The thing is, i am not ready. I'm not ready to give my heart to someone. It took me so long to be okay, and the fear is what holds me back. So, even though i know that what we have is perfect, i am too scared to take a chance. I'm too scared to give love another chance.

#quotes #feelings #personal #love #emotions #thoughtful #wise words #romantic quotes #love quotes #another chance #in love #falling in love #about love #facts #scared #you are my soulmate #you are my person

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alwaysaglader · 1 year

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You caramel drizzled my heart (Tyler Galpin X Reader)

Y/N's P.O.V

Pushing open the glass door of the all too familiar Weathervane cafe, I walked in past the "Closed" sign, looking around confused as to why Tyler wanted to meet me here, after hours.

Noticing my favourite person in the cafe was nowhere to be seen, I continued to walk up to my usual booth in the corner, only to be greeted with a beautiful bunch of sunflowers in a glass vase set on the middle of the table alongside a note that read "Will be right with you darling".

Smiling to myself, I sat down on the red cushion, admiringly running my fingers along the bright yellow petals of the flowers, that Tyler knows makes me smile the brightest.

Being dazed by the sunflowers for a moment too long, I did not notice the book placed next to the vase at an initial glance with yet another note in the first page. "Start reading darling. I know you don't like to be idle. I'll be right there".

Feeling myself smile even more, I leaned back into the cushion before starting to read, though my mind was running around in circles as to what my boyfriend was up to, knowing he has many tactics up his sleeve to make me smile and blush bright red, "like a beautiful rose", he would say.

After a few minutes of trying to focus on reading the words imprinted on the crispy white pages, I heard a familiar voice and with a glance I noticed my favourite mop of caramel coloured hair standing in front of me with this charming toothy grin.

"Happy Valentine's Day darling!!" he said cheerily, placing a big cup of hot chocolate in front of me with a caramel drizzled heart in the middle of the light brown coloured drink, which made me feel all fuzzy and warm at the sight.

"Tyler!!" I gasped, already feeling the blush creep up to my cheeks, before squeezing myself out of the booth and to his arms, which immediately wrapped around me tightly, pulling me closer to his chest where I could hear the gentle beat of his heart. "Happy Valentine's Day Tyler".

In complete silence, we stood there for a few moments - rocking from side to side for a little bit, just hugging before I pulled back a little nuzzling our noses together and peeking a glance at the table.

"I love the heart you caramel drizzled on my hot chocolate" I whispered and pressed a loving kiss on his forehead, lifting a few of his caramel coloured curls away from his eyes, "you aced a perfect heart Tyler".

Slowly, he leaned in with a chuckle and cupped one side of my jaw, trailing his fingertips over over my skin. "A perfect heart is what you have darling".

"Someone is being extra sweet" I chuckled shyly at his words, catching his big orbs looking lovingly at me. His fluffy strands of hair was sticking up in the most adorable way.

"That is more of a messy drizzle of a heart" he said sounding a bit disappointed, "I've been practicing for weeks to make it perfect but this is as close as I could get...".

"I could have drizzled the caramel better" he pouted nuzzling into my neck. To cheer him up a little, I pressed a kiss on his nose and then nuzzled it with my own again, making him grin.

"Tyler Galpin, you caramel drizzled every inch of my heart since the day I met you" I smiled softly up at him, his eyes fluttering shut when I placed a lingering kiss on his lips.

When he drew away from me, he gave me a small smile with a little twinkle in his eyes, "Now who's being too sweet". Grinning, I couldn't help but give him a playful shove, "I can't help it".

"You caramelised my heart Tyler" I told him, and felt him radiate heat again, cheeks glowing brightly as his piercing green eyes began to sparkle.

A lovesick feeling washed over me, numbing my senses and fluttering hard in my stomach as he leaned in towards me and pressed his soft lips against mine, kissing me so carefully.

Now grinning myself, I placed my head back on the place where his heart is to listen to the familiar beating, as I felt him bury himself deeper into my arms, where I'm now sure no-one will hurt him anymore, because I'll protect his broken soul, and will do everything to heal him the best I can.

Tyler's P.O.V

I found myself unable to stop smiling as I watched Y/N look back up at me with her sweet eyes while I pulled out my laptop from my bag, as we sat back down on the booth, turning on a movie which made her squeal excitedly & bump her forehead against mine. Her eyes sparkled brightly, showing me her happiness. "Hot chocolate, sunflowers and high school musical 3! Tyler this is the most perfect date ever!".

"I thought I put you through enough by having you watch High school musical 1 and 2 with me" she smiled shyly, which made me puller her closer than possible, peppering her face with a million kisses, which made her giggle more, making my heart flutter with every sweet sound she made.

"Darling, I enjoyed every second I got to cuddle you through both the movies while you sang out every song... and this time we get to sing together" I smiled, watching her eyes light up like the beautiful crystals they are as I felt myself get lost in her eyes, so mesmerised, falling deeper and deeper to an infinite pool of love. "We?".

"I learnt the lyrics for every song in High school musical 3 so we can sing together" I confessed shyly as I watched her smile grow with every passing moment what got my heart missing a pulse or two. Y/N did something to me I couldn't define, but it felt like some kind of force, something that I couldn't fight against.

She smiled brightly with rosy cheeks, her expression softening as her eyes looked at me up and down. Her face up close was even more beautiful than when I looked at her from a small distance. Y/N dealt with me like this a lot. She knew I tend to daydream in front of her, but she never knew it was about her.

Only when she carefully cupped my cheeks into her palms, as if I'd break any second, did she pull me out of my daydream about her. "Tyler shall we start?".

"Yes yes" I pulled back with slightly reddened cheeks to which she quickly pressed a kiss on my lips, what made me smile, my heart fluttering at her adorableness. "Let's start".

Being cuddly, I slowly pressed myself against her and wrapped my arms around her body to hold her, listening to the change of her breathing pattern. She'd stir for a second and then relaxed while being held in my embrace as close as possible as I let out a happy sigh in return.

There was nothing more I loved than to hold Y/N.

It was the best feeling to be in her arms, where I feel safe.

Halfway into the movie, the song I've been waiting for started playing, as Y/N gave me a puzzled look when I stood up extending my hand to take hers. "Darling, can I have this dance?"

With bright red cheeks this time, she nodded, as I took hold of her small hands, giving each a little kiss and placing them around my neck. Then I placed my hands on to her waist and pulled her closer as we started to sway back and forth gently to the beat of the music. We shared a small kiss, and smiled, feeling happy.

After a few moments, I swiftly twirled her around to which a small giggle escaped her lips as I caught her in a hug, and felt her growing boneless in my arms, relaxing to the warmth of my body and the steady beating of my heart.

"You are my person Y/N" I blurted, and felt my cheeks go red in embarrassment when my emotions suddenly poured out of me, as if I finally opened myself up to her, this time all the way.

When I drew away from her, she gave me a small smile, shyly looking down. "I am?".

My hand closed in on hers, fingers sliding between the gasps of her digits. With our hands intertwined, she finally dared to look up at me with her beautiful pair of eyes that still showed me the world. "Yes, you are".

"You are my 'I messed up, what do I do now' person" I said, pressing kisses on her hair. "You are my 'wanna grab a coffee together?'person" I placed a big, sloppy kiss on both her rosy cheeks, making her giggle sweetly. My heart fluttered in adoration.

"You are my 'for you, a thousand times over' person" I cradled her baby-soft cheeks between my palms & pressed a long kiss to her forehead to which Y/N smiled softly with such pure eyes that it took me aback a little.

"You are my 'let's go watch the sunset' person" I continued slowly but with lots of smiles and giggles, which cheered me up, honestly. Y/N is always so happy when I kiss her, and vice versa. The gesture just makes my heart warm and makes butterflies tickle the walls of my stomach. "You are my 'I am hungry, Let's go get something' person".

"You are my 'I have something to tell you' person", my fingers tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, making her even more beautiful than she already is, as I trailed the back of my fingers over her cheek to caress while keeping my eyes on hers, "you are my 'what would I do without you?' person".

"You are my 'I can only talk to you about this' person" I whispered, resting my head on top of hers as we stood, enjoying our own little bubble.

"You are my person Y/N" I held her hands and placed them on my chest where she could feel every beat of my heart. Every beat which is present because of her.

"I know I am not close to even deserving you Y/N" I said, my eyes filling with tears "but god, I want to. I want to spend the rest of my life trying to deserve you".

Neither one of us said anything to each other for a while, we just looked deeply into the other's eyes. Y/N had that look which made my heart beat in my throat. It was the kind of look that said more than words, more than gestures. It was something that just spoke to me.

"There will never be another" I vowed. When I said this to her, I made sure to look deep into her eyes to make sure she understood every word I spoke, "I promise that I will love you for the rest of my life".

Y/N and I continued to look at each other for a little bit longer before I let my own eyes flutter shut and then leaned my head a little to the right to properly kiss her.

"I love you Tyler" Y/N suddenly whispered against my lips, causing my heart to do flips and jumps. It took so long before she first said those three words to me. And she doesn't say them without a reason.

"You are my person too Tyler" Y/N whispered back at me, and looked at me with her eyes clouded with love, which took me aback a little because I had never seen these emotions so intense.

Grinning, I brushed my hand over her hair, as my arms held her close to my chest, as if I wanted to protect her from the outside world and everyone else. "I love you too Y/N".

"You will always be my forever" Y/N murmured and shyly looked down with slightly reddened cheeks before looking back into my eyes. Once I looked at her I could feel the happiness blooming inside me, as if her eyes were the calm, beautiful morning after a night full of storm.

"If not you, then no one else" I smiled wetly as I grabbed her face in my hands and pulled her closer to my own, just to press my lips on top of hers in need for her love. Y/N froze in shock for just a second before she caught up with me and kissed back.

When our lips were locked, moving gently, I could feel my head spinning, my emotions encircling me like a tornado.

Her heartbeat was audible when I kissed her, causing my cheeks to glow even brighter. We were always so excited to be alone and to show each other love.

After a few minutes we pulled back and just stared at each other while resting intertwined, letting our heartbeats match.

A smile that reached both her eyes was plastered on her face, looking peaceful and at ease with me. My own smile couldn't be held down and became visible as I pulled her closer to my body and brushed my hand through her hair.

Our eyes kept staring at each other, drowning in the colours of our irises, heartbeats changing until they were beating on the same rhythm. It felt like I couldn't breathe.

We stood like that for about 30 seconds, just staring at each other like we saw water burning in front of us. My thoughts were blank, clouded and unclear, as if the feeling of love fogged up my senses.

"My heart is perfect because you are in it" I heard Y/N whisper in that angelical kind of voice that got me swooning over her as she pressed a kiss right on the place where my heart is located. A wave of warmth consumed me. It was something only she could make me feel like; it was something indescribable but so incredibly good. I could only define it as love. Pure love.

At that moment I felt the safest I had ever felt. There was something about the way she kissed me, about the way she wrapped her arms around my neck and kept me close. There was something about her that silenced the demons in my head and made me feel normal, like a normal person.

My armour, that I wear to get through every day, fell off.

Every time I see her smile my heart forgets it was broken.

Each of us is a story waiting for a devoted reader who will take us off the shelf and embrace all our plot twists and I don't know anything about the future of my story but I find myself sitting with her on the beautiful side of hope.

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lovely-stalker · 6 months

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You are my moonlight, my stars, my galaxy, my universe

You are my spilled thoughts, my poetry, my prose

You are are my morning, my afternoon, my evening

You are all the beautiful things that life can offer combine.

You are my person

By: lovely-stalker

#lovely-stalker #thoughts #my heart's content #girls who likes girls #loveislove 🏳️‍🌈#poem #lgbtq love #love quote #You are my person

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littlemisshaleybug · 8 months

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I hate that I have the most toxic little asshole living in my brain. They're cruel and rude and insecure and possessive and so so so goddamn unhelpful whenever something emotionally upsetting happens, and I HATE that I can't always shut them up or squish them down.

Maybe it's just my inner teen wanting so badly to be heard, to hurt people the way I'm hurting. That teen who was used and mocked and absolutely never someone's first option. The one that was sexualized but never desired, was demanded time from but never appreciated when they were there, who gave everything and was stabbed in the back for it. Maybe they're protecting the little girl child thing that was also ignored or overlooked.

Or maybe I just want to be someone's first pick?

Why do I have to always come second or third best? Never anyone's priority? Ask intimacy of me, ask understanding and patience and passion and attention and desire from me, but never commit to me, never look me in the eye and say you want me and only me.

Is it so wrong to want someone to just stand up and say they want me and only me? To not be just the backup, or the spare?

Why am I not good enough?!

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goldentrash-xo · 2 years

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I told the moon about you. She gave me a beautiful view, I hope that counts as a positive response:)

#moon #lover #confession #quotes #i love you #you are my person #friends

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dazzlerazz · 6 months

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Screw terfs n all but are you normal about transgirls who don't want to medically transition? Are you normal about transguys with boobs who don't wear binders? Are you normal about the trans people who only want to socially transition because that's what's right for them? Are you normal about the transgirls with beards? Are you normal about the transguys who love their curves? Screw terfs, but are you normal about trans people?

Important Edit!!!!!

I don't mean to piggyback off of the success of this post but

A trans person is in need of your financial help

My friend @the-fab-fox is struggling and is in need of help

If you can, please consider donating to him, lord knows he needs it right now

Finley is at risk of losing his living situation, vet bills piling up, and much more

Please consider donating to his fundraiser (linked below) or donating via PayPal ([email protected]) with a note that it's for the GoFundMe

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Thank you for those who have donated so far, it means the world to him and to me!

If you could, please donate further so Finley is able to get the products that he needs!

Please follow this link to understand what and why

#queer #keep seeing people say 'I won't respect you as a trans person until you look cis' n shit #fuck you I love my body and I'm still a guy #I come to tumblr I post stuff about being queer and then I drink two cups of coffee and have a cheese pizza

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haroldhighballjordan · 1 year

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sometimes I randomly think about the time a girl posted in this girls only Facebook group I’m in telling everyone how she broke up with her boyfriend and he lied saying that he lost the spare key she gave him, only to then break into her apartment when she wasn’t home and steal the cat they’d adopted while they were together, but then he denied having done this and she didn’t really have proof that he took the cat since he wouldn’t let her come into his place and look for it. And then another girl saw this post and knew her ex-boyfriend, and she was like “girl. I used to hook up with your mans back in xxxx and I still have his number. If you want, I’ll hit him up and get him to invite me back to his place and see if your cat’s there.” And the OP was like “bet.”

So this woman hit up homie dog, asked him out for drinks, went home with him, slept with him, and then woke up in the middle of the night and TOOK THE CAT. Like she had only said that she would confirm if the cat was there but then she took it upon herself to steal this woman’s cat back. Like she full on Trojan horsed this man and then hit up homegirl like “I got the goods. Where you wanna meet.” And then the two of them posted a photo of them together with the cat to the group.

And I just think women supporting women is so beautiful.

#the best part of all is that I also knew the ex boyfriend because he worked at this place my friend was the manager of #and I texted my friend like ‘yo have you heard about this cat situation’#and she was like ‘I swear to god if one more person asks me about this fucking cat’#it was the drama of the century #the whole city was up in arms over this cat

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ibtisams · 3 months

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My father was martyred by Israel on 10 October 2023 after sacrificing his care in hospital so the injured children could take priority. Today would have been his 60th birthday. He was always selfless, kind, and giving for others. My father gave up everything for me to be able to have a better life, because that is what he always dreamed for me and my sister. The world suffered a great loss when he died, and my heart is always with him and every Palestinian who has lost someone.

In his honour and memory, I would love for anyone who is able to do so to consider donating to The Palestine Children’s Relief Fund.

The PCRF is an amazing organisation that does so much for those in Gaza right now, including helping provide food, water and medicine. You can donate any amount you are able to- there is no minimum! My father would have given his very last cent if he saw the way Palestine was continuing to suffer after over 100 days with this limited aid, so I know celebrating him by helping others is the least he would have wanted.

I saw @parrot-parent do a very successful donation match and I thought it was such a good idea so I will also match all donations up to $500! If you feel comfortable sending me proof of the amount of your donation, I will match it as a donation at the end of February. (My messages are set to mutuals only, but if you donate and we aren’t mutuals if you send an ask with the proof I will make sure to answer it privately.)

#can you tell my baby pictures with him are my favourite 🙂#sorry this is so long and emotional I just knew I wanted to do something in celebration of his birthday #and he really was the most selfless person so helping others through his memory is a perfect way to do so #if no one sends me their proof of donations I will just donate $500 at the end of the month 👍#🦢

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doctordisaster · 10 months

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I have had it with this likescolding. “Tumblr doesn’t have an algorithm so likes don’t actually do anything” motherfucker I am not clicking that heart to give some post better ~algorithmic visibility~ I am clicking that heart to help my internet friend microdose on serotonin as god fucking intended

#personal #as in this heart means I will personally give you a big ol kiss #I appreciate that you showed me that thing even if it doesn't fit with the vibe of what I put on my tumblog

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inkskinned · 9 months

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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?