Make like a tree, and leave.

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i was going to pour my heart out, but fuck it. who would care?

lu-ella:

The way you bite your bottom lip, your hands on my hips, the feeling of your breath on my face, the silly way you rub the tips of our noses even when the weather isn’t cold. And I think that’s what I love the most. It’s those little things that keep us close.

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