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blossommed: I actually thought I was getting better.
Blossom, Anchored
Blossom Always
Blossom VIII by *bimbom
Blossom V by *bimbom
blossomfully:Dead
blossomfully: I’ve been on a lot of train journeys recently. Leaves a lot of time for thinking.
blossomfully: truthheartbreakquotes Have you ever fallen in love with someone you really shouldn’t have? Maybe they’re taken. Maybe you’re best friends and that’s all you’ll ever be. Maybe you admire them from afar and you’ll never have
Blossoming Baby Girl
medicalillustration: asian architecture
blossom by vampire-zombie
blossoming-existence: jacobvanloon: Cavern | SchaefferJacob van Loon this fascinates me because I see so many different things in this one painting
Blossoming pink trees on the mountainous landscape of Nanjian Yi Autonomous County in southwest China.
blossomed-mind: ☻☹☻☹☻☹
blossomfully:Oh my god the power when you just do not care anymore
blossom-days: following back similar xo
blossom-days: following back similar blogs xo
blossom-days: xx
blossomfully: “We never spoke again and I still don’t know why.” — Ten word story
Blossoming Petals
blossom-bitch: I like boys who eat out and get upset about social inequalities
Blossoming Mind
blossomfully: “How was I supposed to tell you what I was feeling?“ she said, “I didn’t want to ruin your day. “I am so many things but I won’t be the weight on your ankle, if I drown I won’t ask you to come with me.” — S.Z. // Excerpt
blossomfully: “But don’t you ever feel the urge to speak to strangers?” she asked. “To ask them about their lives? “Don’t you ever wonder what helps them fall asleep, and what keeps them awake at night?” 💦
blossomfully:I really think there are people who you will love forever, whether or not they remain in your life for that long.
blossomfully:S.m.zhao
blossom-lips: littletinkerbell: Spooning with daddy always gets really intimate I can never get enough of this video 😍😍 Pretty much exactly what’s on my mind.
blossomfully: “What’s your greatest fear?” she asks. “To be forgotten,” I tell her. “But not just that. To be forgotten by a person who I could never forget.“
Blossom, Anchorless: My anchors
