it has always been a dream of mine to relax
it’s just not possible
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@cookie-para-dice
it has always been a dream of mine to relax
it’s just not possible
— endlessnamelesseternity (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
A person raised in love and another raised in survival, will never see the world the same way.
—M00wd
Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Ann Davidow-Goodman written c. 1951, featured in The Collected Letters
Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959
[Neverafter - Brennan Lee Mulligan]
Here I go again
Making the same mistakes
Except how can it be that
When it felt so right
You made me whole
Just to leave me emptier than the first time.
What I would do to see your eyes sparkle at me
To hear you chuckle when I do something strange
No one has ever taken my breath away , the way you did
No one has ever come close to truly loving every dark and twisted part of me .
I let you in , I told myself this would work
I should have known .
Beautiful, you said. You said I was beautiful, and when you said it, I was.
Sandra Cisneros, from Woman at Hollering Creek: Stories; “Never Marry a Mexican”
It was hard, being let go by someone who had never really grabbed hold of me completely in the first place.
— Colleen Hoover, It Ends With Us
groaning “I love you baby” over & over when I fuck my cum deeper into you
Things I’ll never send :
It’s killing me not being able to reach out to you and tell you how empty I feel without you .
It’s really crazy how I’ll always experience this vicious cycle with different people .
Moaning “you’re so fucking pretty” as I get off & cum to your selfies
Sorry to hear today was so stressful, wanna hold hands and talk about it while you ride yourself dumb on my cock? Heard it works wonders.