Life is absolutely nothing without vulnerability, softness, beauty, kindness, and love, jot that down!!!!
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Life is absolutely nothing without vulnerability, softness, beauty, kindness, and love, jot that down!!!!
Charles Howard Davis - Giverny, Harvest Moon (1880s)
peace like a river flows
when you start reading again and it's like oh. oh . the sun actually does still shine.
the intimacy of sleeping together, but not in a sexual way. the intimacy of feeling the warmth of their body in a cool room. their hands hugging you tightly. the intimacy of synchronized breathing. sleepy half-kisses. feeling safe. feeling warm. waking up and realizing how much you love them. how precious this is. finding the happiness on the tip of your fingers, brushing their hair. closing your eyes again. pulling closer. falling asleep.
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love is patient. it is understanding and caring.
Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
sometimes I see pictures from when I was younger and it makes me wonder why I spent so much time hating myself. sweet little baby me. I was still growing. I was still learning. I was still getting used to my own skin. I didn’t deserve that
ughhh fine *experiences emotional growth*
DISGUSTINGLY EMBARRASSING: this woman has wants and needs
i think love is stored in nighttime conversations and “did you eat yet” and books left outside your door and “i waited to watch this with you” and splitting something in half to share and “im proud of you” and folded towels and “you can pick” and heads on shoulders and “you’re right, that was shitty. im sorry” and knocks on doors and “DINNER!” and stupid jokes and “hey i got this for you” and coffee made just right and… there are so many ways people say i love you silently every day over and over again if you only listen