Platonic Love Is So Fucking Beautiful.

'my love' 'my girl' 'my sweetheart' ' my baby' “my” 🥺

big fan of liars. big fan of characters whose entire existence is a facade. love it when everything's stripped away from them and the lie is the only thing left of their identity. love it when the lines between an act and the truth are blurring. are they even them without the lie? the lie doesn't become the truth per se, but it's now such an intricate part of them it might as well be.

Galatea Leopoldo Ansiglioni (1832–1894) University of Greenwich

men in love are like “i love you” and women in love are like “i wouldn’t mind taking all of your pain in my hands and letting it overflow into the cracks of my skin just to be able to have a part of you with me”