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    Bloody Red Kimchi! πŸ‘ŒπŸ΄ Ubos! #kimchi #cravings #korean #nofilter

    Bloody Red Kimchi! πŸ‘ŒπŸ΄ Ubos! #kimchi #cravings #korean #nofilter

    — 3 days ago
    #korean  #kimchi  #nofilter  #cravings 
    Very Happy Preggy here! 😘😁 been craving to eat and cook this for weeks! πŸ‘πŸ΄ #blackbeanpaste #Kimchi #korean #koreanstore #instamood #happy #excited #Jajamyeon @imalmostme Dito pala sa marcos hiway meron Korean store.. πŸ˜‹

    Very Happy Preggy here! 😘😁 been craving to eat and cook this for weeks! πŸ‘πŸ΄ #blackbeanpaste #Kimchi #korean #koreanstore #instamood #happy #excited #Jajamyeon @imalmostme Dito pala sa marcos hiway meron Korean store.. πŸ˜‹

    — 3 days ago
    #koreanstore  #jajamyeon  #excited  #blackbeanpaste  #korean  #kimchi  #instamood  #happy 
    "You deserve the fucking world. You deserve all the happiness and love that you can get. You deserve better than the rest. You deserve a lifetime of happiness. Im constantly hoping I can give you that."
    (via iov3)

    (via cigsandchicks)

    — 4 days ago with 9520 notes
    πŸ‘ #thoughts

    πŸ‘ #thoughts

    — 5 days ago
    #thoughts 
    "Someday, someone is going to look at you like you’re the best thing in the world."
    — 1 week ago with 367040 notes
    "One day, whether you
    are 14,
    28Β 
    or 65

    you will stumble upon
    someone who will start
    a fire in you that cannot die.

    However, the saddest,
    most awful truth
    you will ever come to find––

    is they are not always
    with whom we spend our lives."
    Beau Taplin, "The Awful Truth"Β {Hunting Season – 28 copies left} (via perfect)

    (Source: afadthatlastsforever, via lost-moonlight)

    — 1 week ago with 529857 notes
    "He forgot about you so easily"
    Tired-of-falling.tumblr.com (via yoursixwordstory)

    (via lost-moonlight)

    — 1 week ago with 839 notes
    "

    I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
    I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
    I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
    and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

    here is the deepest secret nobody knows
    (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
    higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
    and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

    I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart).

    "
    e.e. cummings (via observando)
    — 1 week ago with 1039 notes
    "You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts."
    Khalil Gibran, The Prophet (via observando)
    — 1 week ago with 879 notes
    "Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet."
    Plato (via observando)
    — 1 week ago with 1082 notes
    "Nobody deserves to be treated like an option."
    — 1 week ago with 29781 notes
    "To be nobody but
    yourself in a world
    which is doing its best day and night to make you like
    everybody else means to fight the hardest battle
    which any human being can fight and never stop fighting."
    e.e. cummings (via observando)
    — 1 week ago with 960 notes

    scottish:

    i hate it when u stop being friends w someone or u break up w someone cos uve got all this information about them like at the back of ur mind like their birthday or their favorite game or whatever, and even years later things will come up and you’ll think about that person and its like. oh. and it never really stops

    (via whichfandomdoipick)

    — 1 week ago with 285037 notes
    "

    I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
    Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
    Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
    I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

    I hunger for your sleek laugh,
    your hands the color of a savage harvest,
    hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
    I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

    I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
    the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
    I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

    and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
    hunting for you, for your hot heart,
    Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

    "
    Pablo Neruda (via observando)
    — 1 week ago with 830 notes