Broken Bone(s) The Day of the Forty-Four Sunsets
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The Day of the Forty-Four Sunsets

"Were you so sad, then?" I asked, "on the day of the forty-four sunsets?"
But the little prince made no reply.

The female doesn’t want a rich man or a handsome man or even a poet, she wants a man who understands her eyes if she gets sad, and points to his chest and say: ‘Here is your home country.’

Drunk text me. Text me when the music is loud and there are girls dancing around you and you’re not quite coherent and you’re not quite yourself. Drunk text me that you love me or that you miss me or that I’m on your mind. Let the alcohol tell me all the things you won’t say sober.

If you don’t end up smiling while you are kissing someone, you are probably kissing the wrong person.

I wish I learned this before (via lil-plant-princess)

(via gtfosam)

gayisthenewokay:

in-toxicatd:

I can’t wait for the day that instead of “It’s late, I have to go.” you will say “It’s late, let’s go to bed.”

this is so cute

(via wondurs)