i dare you: be free

Be silly Be generous Be loyal Be honest Be bold Be courageous Laugh alot, self improve, make decisions, have a grateful heart, and always take care of loved ones.

notes to self (via fordyuck)

Find someone that loves your weird so much, that you only get weirder.

From the new journal (via fordyuck)

He fell asleep angelically and I nicely blanketed and deviously silenced for his peaceful rest Oh how I yearn to take care of him No one shall rouse my gorgeous cept me I am mesmerized in his skin and I wickedly crave and sensually obsess for his enjoyable taste Oh how I burn to take care of him No one shall charm my handsome cept me

from the new journal (via fordyuck)

He didn’t have to tell me that I was his to get me to stop entertaining other offers. I just knew I was his from how his lips touched me.

exerpts from the passion journal (via fordyuck)

Right now I don’t even care how it ends, but I feel it welling up inside of every part of me, and I just need to touch you. It gets hotter and more chaotic as each moment passes. And if I can’t have it? Well I just need to drive fast, and be careless, and maybe I’ll kiss a random boy. And pretend that rules don’t apply to me, because I’m bent. And yeah I’m bad. You were warned.

Exerpts from the passion journal (via fordyuck)

If words were water and paper the sea, I'd be fucking drowning cause the pen is you and me..

Touching Eyes

There she is, with her eyes: her touching eyes, her locking eyes, that touch everything in you. There she is, with her smile: her special smile, her biggest smile, the smile that she saves for you. And she has searching eyes, reaching eyes and locking eyes and touching eyes, that touch everything in you.

She’ll be the life of you: The hope of you, the death of you, the love of you, she’ll find all the love in you.

There she is, telling you, showing you, things that you never, ever knew. There she is, with her smile, her special smile, her brightest smile, that brings out the best in you. And she has searching eyes, reaching eyes and locking eyes and touching eyes, that touch everything in you.

She’ll be the life of you.

Him - He’s such a bad boy. But damn he’s such a good man.

(via fordyuck)

Can I just get back in the bubble we made, that was an amazing yet imperfect bliss of a fairytale? I promise I will spend the rest of my life chasing even a trace of the magic we created during the time we spent falling in love. Our bodies complimented one another in a way I could have never imagined. Those tingles, thoughts, and the way your skin felt so fluid touching mine.

From the new journal (via fordyuck)

Effort is always attractive. Like just try and I’m turned on.

from the new journal (via fordyuck)

So damned bright

I’m love and life Could end it with a knife

Riding on traveling stars This magnificent strife

Come on down the slide Some one may have chimed

I’m just bursting through air So god damned bright

Use

I often take oil and lotions Rubbing between my own flesh first to warm Then making a use of them on you

If I have some power to heal or help I wish to give it all to you And no it wont be an end Maybe just a dent in your pain

But my flesh on your flesh shows no promise of this At least I gave that lotion a use Just like you did for me

And I never thanked you

all i want is love and slow touches and cool words to which he declines without another thought and i’m just not here not there not anywhere its not a glory unlike me to worry but these things allow me to see so perfectly

word doctor

I know not where these words and their beauty so delicate arrive from

But the sun knows this show they help me like nothing else I’ve found

A warm blanket on a cold body inconsolable flesh wrapped tight

A pen and this book so faintly heal me