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Submarine

vivintastic:

Submarine


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“Ask me how deep the ocean is.”


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I’ve been taking my duty as a boyfriend seriously. Last night I reread the book ‘I Only Want What’s Best For You’.


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Ballet Shoes (2007)

Ballet Shoes (2007)


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jordannala:

Dear Jordanna,

Thank you for letting me explore your perfect body. I could drink your blood. You are the only person I would allow to be shrunk down to microscopic size and swim inside me in a tiny submersible machine. We’ve lost our virginity, but it wasn’t unlike losing anything. You’re too good for me. You’re too good for anyone.

Sincerely, Oliver.


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jahandro:

Alex Turner - Stuck On The Puzzle

I’m not the kind of fool 
who’s gonna sit and sing to you, 
about stars, girl. 
But last night I looked up into 
the dark half of the blue, 
and they’d gone backwards. 

Something in your magnetism 
must have pissed them off, 
forcing them to get an early night. 

I have been searching from 
the bottom to the top, 
for such a sight 
as the one I caught when I saw your
fingers dimming the lights 
like you’re used to being told that you’re trouble 
and I spent all night 
stuck on the puzzle 

Nobody I asked 
knew how he came to be the one 
to whom you surrendered 

Any man who wasn’t led away 
into the other room 
stood pretending 

But something in your magnetism 
hadn’t just made him drop 
whoever’s hand it was that he was holding. 

I have been searching 
from the bottom to the top, 
for such a sight 
as the one I caught when I saw your
fingers dimming the lights, 
like you’re used to being told that you’re trouble, 
and I spent all night, 
stuck on the puzzle. 

I tried to swim to the side, 
but my feet got caught in the middle, 
and I thought I’d seen the light, 
but oh, no
I was just stuck on the puzzle. 
Stuck on the puzzle.


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Love.


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