petitcoeurdeprintemps
If my Heart Was a Compass, You’d Be North. 🧭❤️
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A journal of sorts. A means of shouting, speaking, whispering, praying-chanting-intoning breathlessly into the void. Here I may spill out my thoughts about being in love, my place in the world, my innermost thoughts, my struggles with mental illness and recovery. This is a space to say the things my heart does not say out loud. A manifesto of all that is inside me. Welcome and always many thanks for your patience with these stream of consciousness ramblings.
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 2 years ago
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my love. my darling. my stars. my moon.
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 2 years ago
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Patience is so closely linked with love that if I were to thank someone for loving me, it feels more correct to say “thank you for being patient with me” than simply saying “thank you for loving me” because patience is the root of human love, and the deeper the gratitude goes, the more it touches their heart.
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 2 years ago
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i want a soft connection. i want to be asked how my day went and if i need anything. i want forehead kisses. i want the back of my hand kissed at red lights. i want to be asked how i’m mentally feeling. i want to hold hands everywhere we go.
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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Even the shortest conversation with you makes me happy.
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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I love the little things. I love walking into my room after you’ve stayed over and catching a faint whiff of your cologne. I love laying in bed and talking softly when we can’t fall asleep. I love knowing that you see things and think of me. I love the small domestic intimacies. I love making you a cup of coffee in the morning. I love sitting out in the sun and talking with you. I love the kisses you steal when I don’t expect it. I am so completely enamored with every facet of being in love with each other.
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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i love being loved by you
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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tonight’s mood is the deep desire to be held close in a dimly lit room, covered in blankets while rain is softly falling outside
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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I can’t wait to wake up to your face every day for the rest of our lives.
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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Concept: I’m in the kitchen wearing your shirt, and frying some pancakes. Behind me I hear your sleepy voice say “good morning, darling” just before your arms wrap around me from behind. You smell just as good as the pancakes. We are both so happy and warm inside
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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Do you know what’s bullshit? Developing a stress eating habit when you’re trying to recover from an eating disorder. Between that and my new birth control making me bloat/put on weight/making me emotional because of hormone fluctuation, I’m fucking spiraling and I hate it so much because I just want to not care about my weight. I want so many things. I want to be skinny. Or at least smaller than I am. I wish I had never had the ed to begin with. I’ve gained so much fucking weight since recovery, between being on medications that caused weight gain, and between eating without restricting or purging, and the sick fucking irony is I might have stayed so much fucking skinnier if I hadn’t had the eating disorder at all. And I feel so anxious and upset and angry about it all that it makes me feel like I’m going to throw up. Between ed recovery bullshit and a few really rough nights with family bullshit, I’m actually shaking. I just wish more than anything I didn’t have to deal with all this.
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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love is crazy. like how we can speak with our eyes
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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how lucky i must be to have crossed paths with someone like you
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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please don't judge yourself so harshly dear. i see all that you do and all that you are and i could not be more proud of the person ive allowed my heart to fall into the hands of
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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Missing his snoring again tonight 😔 I’m gonna have to make sure to go see him soon 💕
I’m down bad bad tonight. I miss my boyfriend so much that I got to thinking how I even miss his snoring 🥺😣 I don’t always sleep soundly or sleep through the night— granted, I always sleep better when I’m with him, but there are still times when I’m up in the middle of the night and can’t fall back asleep. And it’s so very comforting in those moments to lay there and listen to the sound of him snoring. It’s not the softest sound in the world, but it’s also not the loudest. So, to me, it’s soothing. And I could really stand to hear it right now.
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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I crave the most innocent parts of a relationship. Like holding hands and forehead kisses and being able to tell someone how much I absolutely adore them.
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petitcoeurdeprintemps · 3 years ago
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i wish you were with me right now i want a 2 hour long hug
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