A comic about the different types of attraction one might feel. I saw these floating around on tumblr. These were originally taken from a website about asexuality. Although, I think people who are not asexual feel these regularly too. There’s all kinds of attractions for all kinds of people. Enjoy.
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![victoriousvocabulary:
BELOVED
[adjective]
1. greatly loved; dear to the heart.
[noun]
2. a person who is greatly loved.
Etymology: Middle English biloved, past participle of biloven - to like, love.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdljf44C1G1r47bczo1_1280.jpg)
BELOVED
[adjective]
1. greatly loved; dear to the heart.
[noun]
2. a person who is greatly loved.
Etymology: Middle English biloved, past participle of biloven - to like, love.
![victoriousvocabulary:
AMORET
[noun]
1. a love sonnet or song.
2. a love token; a love knot; love glances or love tricks.
3. an amorous girl or woman.
4. a petty love affair or amour.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m81tncBIDa1r47bczo1_r1_1280.jpg)
AMORET
[noun]
1. a love sonnet or song.
2. a love token; a love knot; love glances or love tricks.
3. an amorous girl or woman.
4. a petty love affair or amour.
I was once browsing through the “gay cuddle” tag on tumblr - as you do when you’re feeling immensely alone and just need to express how much you want a to have special someone. Browsing through endless photos of cute couples kissing, holding each other and looking into each others eyes - I came across this guys blog. The icon caught my attention. He looked SUPER cute.
So I did what we’ve all done and looked through pictures of him and read his bio thinking in my head “Sighhh why can’t guys like this live near me and love me.” After all he lived in Belgium and I live in England.
Liking and reblogging some of his posts he sent me an ask. I replied (of course - this guy was ADORABLE and HOT) and we got chatting. He started liking photos of me. I did photos of him. He added me on facebook. He followed me on twitter. Before I knew it we were friends. Like, PROPER friends.
I found myself being a little infactuated with this guy from tumblr. Who I’d never meet and that would be that.Then, one day, he messaged me about how he was going to move to England for a while (with University). He was only going to be a short train journey from me - well, shorter than a flight to Belgium anyway.
Before I knew it I was counting the days down til I was going to meet him.
And that was it. I fell in love. It was truly love at first sight. And he the best bit was - he said he loved me too.
And now, here we are - hugging each other drunkenly in the street at 2am because we love each other.
It just goes to show that love can be found in the strangest of places - and you NEVER know, that guy you like on tumblr could well be your next boyfriend.
Or like me - the guy I want to spend the rest of my life with.
for JeremySubmitted by: jackcripps
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
in america we don’t say i love you 4ever we say i love you 5ever (dat means more then 4evr).
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If the boy who draws
let’s you look over his shoulder.
If the poet
smiles
and shows you her words.
If the girl who sings for the shower only,
hums a song
in front of you.
Know that you’re no longer a person
but the air
and dust
that fills their lungs.
When the world perishes,
and all things cease to exist,
you’ll remain inside an ink stain,
a paint brush,
a song.
— Alaska Gold
(via catawampuschan)
pronunciation | ‘tor-pe (torr-peh)
note | this torpe is Tagalog slang; it also means something like “clumsy” or “awkward” in Spanish.
| Mamihlapinatapei (Yagan, an indigenous language of Tierra del Fuego): | The wordless yet meaningful look shared by two people who desire to initiate something, but are both reluctant to start. |
| Yuanfen (Chinese): | A relationship by fate or destiny. This is a complex concept. It draws on principles of predetermination in Chinese culture, which dictate relationships, encounters and affinities, mostly among lovers and friends. |
| Cafuné (Brazilian Portuguese): | The act of tenderly running your fingers through someone's hair. |
| Retrouvailles (French): | The happiness of meeting again after a long time. |
| Ilunga (Bantu): | A person who is willing to forgive abuse the first time; tolerate it the second time, but never a third time. |
| La Douleur Exquise (French): | The heart-wrenching pain of wanting someone you can’t have. |
| Koi No Yokan (Japanese): | The sense upon first meeting a person that the two of you are going to fall into love. |
| Ya’aburnee (Arabic): | “You bury me.” It’s a declaration of one’s hope that they’ll die before another person, because of how difficult it would be to live without them. |
| Forelsket: | (Norwegian): The euphoria you experience when you’re first falling in love. |
| Saudade (Portuguese): | The feeling of longing for someone that you love and is lost. Another linguist describes it as a "vague and constant desire for something that does not and probably cannot exist." |
— The Doctor (via stormcagedsongbird46)
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— Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone (via larmoyante)
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The most captivating and meaningful romance ever captured on film, and they didn’t even need 10 minutes.
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I met David online. He was an elf and I was an orc. We did everything together, even though I was in Salford and he was in Beijing.
Fought dragons.
Captured citadels.
Fell in love.TBH I WOULD WATCH THE FUCK OUTTA THIS
I need to know where this is from, STAT
what bbc doing now?
I would watch infinite fucks out of this.
I don’t stroke my screen when we talk boog…..often
“Rejoice despite the fact this world will hurt you
And rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you
And rejoice despite the fact this...
#vastra hold my flower (ʘ‿ʘ)ノ✿ (via waiting-for-the-tardis)
Right so im walking home and I see this guy rolling a cigarette under a streetlamp and when he clicked his lighter THE...
I wish my name was Zoe so I could introduce myself like this
IM GONANa FuCkiNG PEE MY PAN t s
Fitch, please.
Reasons To Be Happy:
- Dead trees still stand and so can you.
- You have five fingers on each hand. One day those fingers will travel from your lap...
