THE FLY CATCHER
The misery likes company.


Ximena CristiBouquet à  la Fenêtre, 1920
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Mark Bulwinkle, House
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summer grew full of life,
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Swirling Clouds in the Moonlight — Henry Prellwitz, ca. 1910
He will brush against your thigh and pretend that he didn’t, and he’ll look you in the eyes and tell you he likes them. He will take the band out of your ponytail because he likes your hair long, he will let you listen to his favourite song and it will get stuck in your head. He will kiss your lips until they are numb and he will hold your hands until they go numb too. Don’t watch the sunset with him, because you won’t be able to watch it again without missing the smell of his cologne. Don’t make him call you by your nickname, because afterwards you won’t be able to hear it. Your heart will be heavy and so will your head but just remember you were beautiful before he said so.

- some advice i gave to a friend (via desc-end)

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