#love story Tumblr posts

  • Wanna kneow what sucks.

    Seeing the guy you had a major crush on in the same Art classes as you, and basically ignores your existence. Like damn, I spoke, and you can’t even acknowledge me?

    I kneow I said that I was going to work on getting over you, but that doesnt mean you should ignore me.

    But hey, go off I guess

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  • Some people meet the way the sky meets the earth, inevitably, and there is no stopping or holding back their love. It exists in a finished world, beyond the reach of common sense.

    -Louise Erdrich

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  • I’m exhausted. If you wonder why i cut the same spot over and over again, it’s because this part is so much easier to cover. I hate myself for the loneliness i feel within. I wish everyday i’d wake up without this pain in my chest, without the monsters in my mind. I can’t deny the fact that it feels great after every cut like my chest loosens up, my breathing would start to normalize and my mind becomes empty as the only thing i could pay attention to now is the pain in my wrist, how was i endure this wound? but not the wound inside me. I tried to be happy but i keep failing, i still end up being this person. This person, who cuts herself just to feel better, who cries herself because she does not understand why her? why me? what have i exactly done that i am who i am right now. Just please, i just wanna be happy but it’s like it’s the most impossible thing for me.

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    “The Boy Who Caught The Moon”

    There was once an odd couple, a boy and the moon. Passersby say that the boy is always seen staring out the window, talking to the moon. He has always wanted to see his friend up close, so he never missed praying at night, wishing that one day, he’ll be able to touch and hear his friend.

    One night, the Gods dropped a long, endless rope from the sky. The boy was delighted. His prayers are finally answered. He threw the endless rope up to the sky and it magically caught the moon. A tear of joy dropped from the corner of his eye. He was blinded by her glow and beauty. He smiled from ear to ear, staring at the moon up close.

    The boy talked with the moon for hours. Reminiscing the moment they first met or the silly things he told her. Then suddenly, he saw her smile at him. The moon slightly opened her mouth and just as she was about to utter a word, the boy woke up. In the middle of the night, the boy got out of bed, opened the window sill and stared at the moon one last time.

    (If you finally reached here, thank u for reading the short story I wrote base on the collage I made.🤗)

    [Please don’t steal my works]

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    Day 26: BL Drama that made you cry buckets

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    There was never an episode that I didn’t cry. No joke. It was that relatable for me. I’m in total awe on how Gun’s acting moved me. He’s such an effective actor. I also appreciated that they patterned every episode in romantic movies that I enjoy and love. ♥️✨

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  • BL BOYFRIEND POV! ♥️

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    • Name: Mean Phiravich (Phiravich Attachitsataporn) มีน พีรวิชญ์ อรรถชิตสถาพร
    • Birthday: March 5, 1998
    • Height: 180cm Weight: 64kg
    • Education: Faculty of Journalism and Mass Communication, Thammasat University
    • Favorite Sport: Soccer, Basketball and Swimming
    • Favorite Color: Blue
    • Favorite Food: Chocolate, Cheese
    • Shoe size: 42.5
    • Clothing size: M-L
    • Hobbies: playing guitar, sports, watching movie.

    Sending cute selfies

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    With his family

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    At dinner dates

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    Out-of-town trips

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    Bed time

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    More selfies

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  • Unpredictable.
    A short comic story that talks about love in a nonconventional point of view.

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    Famous BL BOTTOMS serving us a powerful TOP ENERGY! ✨

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  • EXPECTATION:

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    REALITY:

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    Visual Gods from a ViVo Event.

    (Mean Phiravich, Boun Noppanut, Prem Warut, Zee Pruk)

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    Day 25: Worst Ending.

    Okay, I don’t want to call it the “Worst Ending”, but it broke my heart.

    Love By Chance

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    I’m talking about the conclusion of Tin and Can’s story in this series. Maaaaaan. I got my hopes up for nothing. I was so invested into their love team that I look forward to them more than the main leads. They made me cried buckets of tears. I was so unsatisfied with happened to them that I tried watching sweet fan cams of Mean and Plan to ease the pain and dissatisfaction that I felt.

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  • LIFE IS SHORT

    “Love is worth everything. Everything. ”

    Everything Everything by Nicola Yoon

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  • Chapter 5 (Maddie)

    She was afraid to touch me. I’d noticed that physical touch was important to her, but now it was as if she was scared to come too close to me. It broke my heart. 

    “You know I heal really quickly, right?” I asked Arlo while she was making dinner one day. I was sitting on the counter. 

    “Yeah, I guess.” 

    “So why don’t you touch me?” She froze momentarily before taking a spoonful of the soup she was making and walking over to me. 

    “Taste this.” She blew on the soup, cooling it before holding it out to my lips.

    “It’s good.” I said after tasting it, and she moved closer to me, until her hips were in between my knees. 

    She was so close. 

    “I didn’t want to hurt you.” 

    “I know,” I said, and she put her hands on the counter on either side of my hips. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

    “You didn’t. I was just… It was weird. I’ve never seen anything like that before. Not that you’re weird! I just, you know. The blood thing. That’s weird. But not really. I just got spooked. Honest. I don’t think you’re weird.” 

    I smiled. “You’re weird.” 

    “Ooh. That one hurt.” She smiled back, bringing a hand up to brush the hair out of my face. I tugged on a piece of her hair, and she leaned in closer to me, resting her forehead against my shoulder. I could feel her breath on my skin. 

    “You always smell like coffee.” She mumbled against my neck, and I made some noise of agreement.  

    Then I felt her body stiffen, and she stepped back with a gentle, “The soup’s gonna get cold.” 

    The loss of contact was almost painful, and I found myself confused. Every time we got close like this, Arlo pulled away. We’d be on the couch reading or watching TV, her head in my lap, and she’d suddenly remember something she had to do, or come up with some excuse to create distance. I was tired of it. 

    “Arlo.” 

    “Maddie.” She was serving the soup into bowls. She didn’t even look up at me.

    But I lost the sudden burst of courage. “It looks really good.” 

    “Thanks. It’s chicken and rice. Cuz I know you like rice with your soup.” 

    “Arlo, when’s your birthday?” 

    “In November, why?” 

    “Just wondering.” 

    We sat down to eat. “We should get a pet.” 

    “That’s- that’s like having a child, Maddie.” 

    “Exactly! We’re a family. We need a pet. Besides, I’ve seen this cat roaming around this street lately.” 

    “What if that’s someone’s cat?”

    “Couldn’t be. It looks mangey.”

    “Maddox! You want to bring some diseased stray cat into our home?” Our home. She called it our home. I love her. 

    “Yes. We can bring it to the vet! Please?” 

    “You have to show me the cat first, okay?” 

    “Of course! Let’s go now!” 

    “After dinner Maddie, please.”

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  •                   In the morning, Chris wakes up and gets ready. It is his first day at the base as captain. Dressed in his military uniform, he walks into the kitchen to get some food for breakfast. He sees a girl dressed only in a big white shirt standing in front of the fridge. He clears his throat, making the girl jump and turn around. They look at each other. After a while, the girl smiles and waves at him. Then Han walks out of his room, rubbing his sleepy eyes. He sees Chris standing almost right next to him, confused. He looks at him and then Chris points at the girl in their kitchen. Han panics for a little while but then the girl introduces herself.

    Kat: Hi. I am Kat. I am Han’s girlfriend, nice to meet you.

                      Han looks at her with opened mouth and shock in his eyes. But Chris laughs and slightly punches Han in his shoulder, winking at him and then leaves.

                      After the morning training routine, Chris is walking through the base dorm, checking his soldier’s room. Every soldier standing in front of his bed is waiting to pass the sudden inspection. When they were done, Chris leaves the dormitory. He gets held up by a Lieutenant Kang. The lieutenant hands him a file. Chris takes it and then taps the lieutenant on his arm.

    Lieutenant Kang: Hey, I found you this.

    Chris: Thank you, friend. I appreciate it.

                      Taking the file, Chris walks into the cafeteria and sits in the corner. Other fellow soldiers are having fun and chatting while having lunch. But Chris is looking at the paper with a stern face. He squints his eyes while reading it but when some soldiers approach him, he quickly closes the file. He stands up and the men salute him. He salutes back and then leaves.

                      When his shift was done, Chris left the base and went straight to the nearest hospital. Waiting at the reception someone suddenly calls his name. Turning around he meets his good friend.

    Doctor: Hey, friend. We finally see each other outside of the base, huh. What do you need, you ain’t sick, are you?

                     The young doctor asks his friend. Chris smiles and shakes his head. His expression then turns into much serious one. He walks closer to YoungChul and asks him to find an empty room where they can talk. YoungChul nods and then looks around. He calls Chris to walk with him and then he finds an empty room. Chris checks the room and then hands his friend a file. YoungChul looks at him confused but then he opens the file.

    Chris: I found my parent’s autopsy file. I am not a doctor but something didn’t feel right. Can you help me?

    Youngchul: How did you get this? I thought everything was set as not available to public.

    Chris: I got it through army. So can you help me?

    Youngchul: I would help you but there is someone more qualified in this hospital. I will give you her contact. Go to this doctor, she will find if something isn’t right.

                       YoungChul takes out a pen and paper out of his coat and writes down a name and department. Chris takes back the file and also the paper, and pats YoungChul on his shoulder. After leaving the room, Chris looks at the paper and then looks up at the information board. Looking for a neurology department, he sees it’s on the 3rd floor. When he arrives he stops at the nurse station and asks for the doctor his friend recommended him. “Doctor Jung, please arrive at the nurse station. Doctor Jung, you are wanted at the nurse station.” The nurse called into the intercom. A few minutes had passed and a young woman came at the nurse station.

    Woman doctor: Hello, Minah. You looked for me?

                      She asks the nurse. But she pointed at the young man in a military uniform sitting in the waiting area, drinking coffee from the coffee machine. Chris looks up as a woman voice spoke at him.

    Doctor Jung: Hi. I am Lana Jung. You wanted to see me? Let’s go to my office then, shall we?

                      She asks him and Chris stands up from the chair, grabbing the file and following Doctor Jung into her office.




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    Felipe can’t wait for winter break: Finally, he’ll get some time away from the classmates who tease him incessantly about his weight.

    But Felipe’s plan turns upside down when he learns that Caio, his neighbor from apartment 57, will be staying with him for fifteen days. Which is a problem because (a) Felipe has had a crush on Caio since, well, forever; and (b) Felipe has a list of body image insecurities and absolutely NO idea how he’s going to handle them while sharing a room with his lifelong crush.

    Suddenly, the days that once promised rest and relaxation (not to mention some epic Netflix bingeing) are a gauntlet of every unresolved issue in Felipe’s life. But if he can overcome his insecurities, then maybe – just maybe – this break won’t turn out to be such a disaster after all …

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  • The average person makes 35,000 decisions every single day. That’s about 34,999 too many for Paige Collins, who lives in debilitating fear of making the wrong choice. 

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    That’s why when Paige is presented with two last-minute options for Christmas vacation, she’s paralyzed by indecision. Should she go with her best friend (and longtime crush) Fitz to his family’s romantic mountain cabin? Or should she accompany her mom to New York, a city Paige has spent her whole life dreaming about?

    Just when it seems like Paige will crack from the pressure of choosing, fate steps in – in the form of a slippery grocery store floor – and Paige’s life splits into two very different parallel paths. One path leads to New York where Paige falls for the city … and the charms of her unexpected tour guide. The other leads to the mountains where Paige might finally get her chance with Fitz … until her anxiety threatens to ruin everything.

    However, before Paige gets her happy ending in either destiny, she’ll have to face the truth about her struggle with anxiety – and learn that you don’t have to be “perfect” to deserve true love.

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  • This one is, honestly, kind of short. I’ll see if I can post Chapter 5 today as well. 

    Chapter 4 (Arlo)

    “Maddie! What did you think was going to happen? You just- oh my god you’re still bleeding. What if you need stitches or something? Wait, I have to get the first aid kit. Jesus. Wait right there.” 

    I was amazed at how stupid that was. I didn’t know what was going on inside her head, but she just sliced her hand open like it was some kind of weird ritual thing. 

    I found the first aid kit, and then headed back to the kitchen, only to see her right in front of the pot, which had little sprouts in it. 

    She looked up and told me, “I watered it.” 

    “You-” 

    “It took a second. Look! It’s still growing.” And it was. In the time we were talking, it had grown a stem and then there were red flowers that were blooming.

    “Holy shit.” 

    “I’m sorry.” 

    “No. Don’t be sorry. That’s why you ran away?” 

    “Kind of. I didn’t know I could do that until it happened by accident. But my parents knew. The entire house was baby-proofed even after I grew up and that’s why I was homeschooled. I rarely left the house. The only reason I know everything that I do is because I read a lot.” 

    “Wow.” 

    “Yeah. That’s the reason I left. Because they knew, and they didn’t tell me. I’m still not sure how it works, or why it happens.”

    “Okay. Just please promise me you won’t do that again.” 

    “I won’t.” 

    I had, by that point, remembered about her hand, and went to clean it. But it was already closed up. 

    “Your hand?” 

    “Oh it does that too.” 

    “Oh.” 

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