Brianna. 21 years young. Living life, enjoying what the world throws at me and documenting the memories. Sailor in the United States Navy. Lover of purple, nutella and attractive men. I like friends, so get to know me.
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I am healing, I am healing, I am healing, I will make it out of this alive
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why do men do that thing where they can know absolutely nothing about a topic but will still find a way to talk to you like they have a PhD on it
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I may not get to see you as often as I like. I may not get to hold you in my arms all through the night. But deep in my heart I truly know, you’re the one that I love and I can’t let you go.
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Distance is for those brave enough to appreciate a good thing when they see it, even if they don’t get to see it enough.
You’re worth it all (via ddistancemeanssolittle)
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He tells me he loves me and the back of my mind screams “run run run run run run run” because I know he is too good to stay. No one would look at me and see a place to move in to, but I keep my feet planted. His eyes are cool, like walking into an air conditioned place after the ground has burned your feet and I cannot make myself leave. So I stick to my guns and drop my armor and let myself fall. I feel the rollercoaster plunge of my heart and I know that his hands are the safety net at the bottom. For the first time in months, I can breathe with my whole chest. I can feel every beat of my heart even though it’s not for me. I don’t know Morse code well but I’m sure my heart is pitter pattering out his name over and over and over. I always expect myself to hit the bottom but I’ve discovered that falling for him is endless. The back of my mind eventually stops screaming to run and instead whispers ‘stay.’ And I think it’s about time I started listening to myself
I love you too (via we-are-all-evil-to-someone)
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