ALT— January 3, 1912 / Franz Kafka diaries
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One day you meet someone and your heart understands why it didn’t work out with anyone else.
fuck beauty standards. someone looking at you with love in their eyes is the most beautiful thing in the world.
tired and needy and i want to be held
i'm picturing this perfect moment, where i wake up in your arms, and the sheets that we chose together smell like you and me and us and i'm wearing your shirt and you're still so warm and we're at our home in our bed about to spend the day together and-
