Rari Quippe Boni

If anyone lives in Hawaii (Oahu and Kauai)

LETS HANGOUT!

Or something

idk.

I’ll never understand why the sight of your name

any mention of you

any picture of you

seems to set me back to square one.

"Just tell her how you feel!"

Sure, when telling her doesn’t feel like passing the threshold of a haunted house.

You want to go but she doesn’t. Make a wrong move and things pop out at you. And at the end of it all, you either leave relieved, or wish you’ve never entered at all.

(Source: arthurjames)

AND ITS FINALLY OUT!

First major video! Thanks to the homies for coming out to dance and big thanks to Tiffany Le (@tifftle) for making the vision come true! Really dug deep in the feels for this one so I hope y’all like it!! Link in the description!
Yeee!

AND ITS FINALLY OUT!

First major video! Thanks to the homies for coming out to dance and big thanks to Tiffany Le (@tifftle) for making the vision come true! Really dug deep in the feels for this one so I hope y’all like it!! Link in the description!
Yeee!

It’s not that you’ll never show me your love.

It’s not that I’ve given you my all and you’ve given me nothing.

It’s not that being friends isn’t good enough

It’s that in my mind,

in my heart

I feel like I’ll never be good enough for anyone if I wasn’t good enough for you. 

(Source: arthurjames)

Sometimes, I want to get over it.

And sometimes

I wonder why I’d even think like that.

I wonder how it feels to be on the other side of a poem/song/choreography.

To be written about, to be danced about.

Because there has always been a trace of you in every one of my actions.

Idk what to write about anymore

PC: lovellapak

"I’m still hoping it’s you and me in the end."

10-Word Story #26 (N.A.)

(Source: drizzlelullaby)

spiritual-realm:

I need this man in my life.

Second most bestest thing I’ve ever found on the interwebz

(Source: videohall, via kimisbaked)

My post count was 666 so this is to fix that.

"People who write the way you do feel things in the deepest way"

(Source: arthurjames)

There’s something about you that makes me want to tread carefully

Along the curves of your being

Along the edges and cliffs on the tip of my tongue.

Words and actions have never been so

Thought out that I spend sleepless nights

Thinking of what to say

The next time 

I see your beautiful face again.

But none of it matters because I seem to slip and trip

Over words and sentences

And cracks and curbs

Every time you come around.

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