Larrysmut. {Stylinson}
- LECTURAS 164
- Votos 4
- Partes 1
Love. It's the thing we all look up to. Whatever we're facing. We can always give ourselves fully to the person we love. Mentaly.. And physically.
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we'll stir the stars around /larry ao3 repost/
It seems like the way their eyes look would feel electric, but it doesn't. It feels solid, like the earth below them. It's the way a mountain reaches up into the sky, and it's the way the ground steadies you. It's complete and steady and Harry's heart thuds inside his chest with the strength of it. or, the one where harry and louis hate each other until they don't.Concluida
Live|Laugh|No Love
I dont want love, I dont need love, and Im damn sure not going to give love. There is no love in me. So I thought. Until him.Concluida
Masked
The word love can mean so many different and passionate things. The eternal bond of Harry and Louis is tested in more ways than one.Concluida
bittersweet | larry stylinson
❝there are things that we don't want to happen, but have to accept; things we don't want to know, but have to learn; and people we can't live without, but have to let go❞Concluida
Silenced- A Larry Stylinson Story
He wants to shout it from the rooftops. He can't, and that hurts. "Love isn't about finding the perfect person. Because, if you are measuring perfection based on society's standards, nobody is ever perfect, even though everyone spends their lives striving to reach a level of acceptance that is physically impossible, and destroy themselves from the inside doing so. No, love isn't about finding that person who is void of flaws, or who is, in a social sense, perfect. Love, in its entirety, is about finding someone who is overwhelmingly imperfect, but willing to grow and learn with you, and it's about finding that person perfect- complete with all of their flaws and imperfections. It's not about changing someone, or "perfecting" them; it's just seeing the person, whom you wish to spend your life with, and who would break the universe to see you smile, it's about seeing them, an imperfect human being, perfectly. Harry, in my very broken and flawed mind, is... perfect. He is all that is perfect and all that is sweet and kind and funny just plain weird, but I love him with all of the love my heart could ever wish to possess. I love him with a passion that could silence the world, a passion only seen in storybooks and movies. A raging, fiery, bittersweet, all-consuming passion called love." TW: Self-harm/mentions of rapeConcluida
Beautiful Boy ➶ l.s
❝And it was like fire; his touch. But he left. Then came back. I'm confused, are we a forever? And the truth hurts; but am I brave enough to do this alone? I don't know If I'm ought to survive, without you, my beautiful boy..❞ - All copyrights are reserved ©Concluida
Addicted
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness. warnings: alcohol addiction, depression, panic attacks
I keep on trying I keep on falling
"you can do anything if you just keep believing all it takes is believing in yourself" I look at my sister "where do you get this from" I smile "dad learned me that since I was a baby" our dad has been alone since I was bornConcluida
It seems like the way their eyes look would feel electric, but it doesn't. It feels solid, like the earth below them. It's the way a mountain reaches up into the sky, and it's the way the ground steadies you. It's complete and steady and Harry's heart thuds inside his chest with the strength of it. or, the one where harry and louis hate each other until they don't.
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