Oh to be loved by an immortal being that has seen billions of people and decides you’re the most beautiful of them all.
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Oh to be loved by an immortal being that has seen billions of people and decides you’re the most beautiful of them all.
Love as Acceptance
Caitlyn Siehl // Leonard Cohen, "Anthem" // Rumi, "Bitterweet" // trans. Anne Carson, "Euripides" // Sade Andria Zabala, "Coffee and Cigarettes" // tumblr acct @/gayassnatural // Anne Carson, "H of H Playbook" // William Shakespeare, "Sonnet 116" // Clementine von Radics, "Mouthful of Forevers" // Toni Morrison, "Jazz"
“& being in love with you without being with you was a punishment I seemed to have to live with”
— D C de Oliveira from Melancholia “Seventeen” September 02 2021, 12:0pm . Thursday (via memoryslandscape)
There is no escape
I have loved you, in every life, I think - Scatter my atoms across the universe, and still, they would know your name. Softly, I become endless, in you.
you were written on every molecule I ever became | p.d (via lostcap)
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posting this because I've given up on shame. blame @skepticalfrog
“His hands were created to be cold and destructive; to be deadly towards whatever stopped him from accomplishing his mission. And yet, when they rest upon you, they’re warm and sentient”
— Yesterday’s Wake (a Detroit Become Human fanfic)
Are you flirting with me or am I overanalyzing all of our interactions: a novel written by me
David Berry and Tim Draxl in A Place to Call Home (2013 — 2018)
Somewhere between fuck you and I’d fuck you.