TheEssenceOFWolf

Free Spirited hooligan; 27; Pisces//Reflector

[lsleofskye]

Newport Beach, California

[expressions-of-nature]

by Yousef Espanioly

[florafilledforests]

I bloomed in the silence Between waiting for you  and showing up for me

[florafilledforests]

Sometimes I’m above water, But mostly I’m at Sea

[lady-admiration]

[sightunseenrising]

Non-sexual things I'm dying to do:

Putting his shirt on and and making coffee and breakfast for us

Spooning on the couch while watching a movie

Sitting on the porch swing together on a summer evening discussing improvements to the landscaping or garden

Dancing in the kitchen to good music while we cook together

Hiking or taking walks

Camping

Sitting on the porch wrapped in a blanket watching thunderstorms

Making each other laugh with dumb jokes

Building a snowman and enjoying the magic of a first snow

Shoving my icy hands and feet against him in bed at night to leech the warmth from his body for myself

Forehead kisses

Being read to and falling asleep together

Making an epic blanket fort together

Sitting on his lap with his arms wrapping around me

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Last night I was with you all night in my dreams. I woke with the taste of your all-night presence on my lips and eyelids.

Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter to Eleni Samiou written c. October 1924 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[noirsilk-deactivated20200913]

[valtsv]

soon as my fangs & antlers grow in and i learn how to open all seven of my eyes at once it’s over for u hoes

[animals-lovers]

Instagram: animals_lover_ig

[shrimpleandclean]

Please credit the actual photographer Tanja Brandt who took these beautiful photos of Ingo (the dog) and Poldi (the owl)!

[opelman]

Buddies

[okanb]

[thehopefulquotes]

I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.

— Oscar Wilde, The Happy Prince and Other Stories

[catasters]

[triptihosmrti]

[bocekcicek]

[aversion-en-la-consciencia-deac]

“Encuentro más en las preguntas de un niño, que en los discursos de los hombres.”    

[mpl0u]

[florafilledforests]

It’s getting to the point that I think I’m losing my mind, little by little. I knew I’d leave you and I would be missing you until I saw you again in three months but what I didn’t know is how I’d have to sit around and think about it daily because there’s nothing else to do.  I can barely leave the house and if I do it’s just to ride around and stare out the window. I spend my days mostly with my mother and then my father comes home in the evenings and on weekends. This all makes me want to settle and get my own space but I know once everything is clear that I’ll want my freedom again.  I miss the road.  But more than the road I miss you.  And more than anything I want you in my passenger seat. Did you know that I’ve started sketching up a new design for the van so that I can accommodate another human into my tiny living space? And not just any human. You.  Which is a big deal, for me.  But you’ve got a job in San Fransisco starting in the Summer or Fall and I’ll be damned if I don’t end up staying there with you until you either get bored or we end up falling in love with the city and make it our official stomping grounds.  All I know is that I want you by my side. All of you. I want to unpack everything I’ve ever held inside and lay it all out for you to see. I want to know you more than anyone has ever known another.  I want to start this life with you and grow old and wrinkly and tell our grandchildren about all of the weird shit that we’ve done.  I want you and nothing more.