Roses are red, that much is true, but violets are purple, not fucking blue.
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You asked me if I believed in love and I said I loved you, but then you said that’s not the same thing as romantic love. It’s not? I care about your happiness more than my own. Seeing you smile can suddenly turn my whole day around. It’s not butterflies or deep lust when I’m with you, it’s feeling safe, secure, and loved. Of course I think you’re beautiful but for me, I just want to kiss your forehead and make you breakfast every morning for the rest of our lives. I know I’m another girl but if this is not romantic love then I don’t even know what love is at all.
Do you ever think ‘I can’t do this anymore, my life sucks’ and then you stop and go 'If the main characters in my favorite TV shows can live their lives without killing themselves then so can I’
I have been waiting for this post all my life.
They are indeed purple,
But one thing you’ve missed:
The concept of “purple”
Didn’t always exist.
Some cultures lack names
For a color, you see.
Hence good old Homer
And his “wine-dark sea.”
A usage so quaint,
A phrasing so old,
For verses of romance
Is sheer fucking gold.
So roses are red.
Violets once were called blue.
I’m hugely pedantic
But what else is new?
1. In one universe only the two of us can breathe underwater and the bottom of the ocean is where we first said “I love you”
2. In another, time resets and we fall for each other all over again every time
3. We are flowers growing alone on opposite sides of the field but a little girl and her mother pluck us from our homes and put us in a vase where we wilt together
4. Here, the sky changes color and you can touch each other through the wind so every time I feel a breeze on the back of my neck I know it’s your mouth and I smile, you feel the wind whistle through your teeth
5. This universe we were the same age. We learned to drive at the same time and spent hours driving to see each other even just for one night and never minded radio station static or the way your back always starts to ache in the car
6. We grew up together, you lived down the street, running down hills together and holding hands when it snowed. You were there when I turned six. You were there when I turned sixteen. You loved me the whole time.
7. You never kissed that girl, I wasn’t scared of heights. Your parents didn’t fight, I wasn’t so far away. We both got enough sleep.
8. We never screamed “I hate you” at each other that one night when we fought over dinner at your older sister’s house. We never forgot that we loved each other.
9. We could live in outer space. We bought our own star and always took pictures of each other to hang on the walls. You never got tired of me. We could breathe there in a way we never could here
10. You only lived an hour away instead of the other side of the world. I never cried. Neither of us knew what tears tasted like.
Things work out for us in every universe but this one (via extrasad)
This is so beautiful
(via ebcastleman)
She was angelic. Even the gods would take a moment to admire her.
I had never seen such breathtaking blue eyes. They were the color of the ocean, and I wanted nothing more than to drown in their beauty.
Her dimpled smile was alluring. It drew all of the air from my lungs, but also came to be what kept me breathing at all.
Every time she laughs, I fall in love all over again. It’s so warm and so unashamed and so
But I knew she would never look at me the way I looked at her.
laceydilly (via wnq-writers)
Is anyone else completely terrified by the concept that you could, someday, meet someone who actually genuinely wants to spend the rest of their life in love with you?
horse people are spectacular to listen to bc they love to go on about the “trust” between horses and people and it’s just enchanting. I leave that conversation completely mesmerized by the idea that a person actually trusts one of those fucking demon creatures when you can see it on their face that there is no life or love in their eyes. horses are the ready vessels of a vengeful, hateful god and we should leave them to eat the fucking ground in peace
that went. . differently from expected . .
you form an alliance with the horse through your mutual hatred. horse people have pledged themselves to the vengeful god
old macdonald had a farm *bastille voice* eh oh eh oh eh eh oh eh oh
