The Universe sends us exactly what we are ready for at the exact time we need it in our lives.
Sending Light, Brooke (via youthcub
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Me flirting: come smoke with me
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I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it.
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