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mykukula

nature-travel-photography

Fall colors at sunset over Minnesota [OC] [3648x5472] - Author: SlushyWx on reddit

msexplorer

healinfeelin3-6-9

Yes

cobotis

“I don’t have to be anything at all. I don’t even have to be myself, because there is no such thing as not being myself… I am inescapably myself.”

—

Mooji (via cobotis)

ellisnightingale

“You'll find me in softest darkness, when the earth is half-awake. When the air is still and silent, and the dawn is yet to break.”

— Ellis Nightingale

cobotis

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goodreadss

“Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.”

—

lazyyogi

“Well, you know, the mind is nothing. The mind is only a bunch of thoughts. Thoughts about the past and the future, that is all a mind is. But, the Heart is a center of stillness, of quietness, of Absolute Peace. When you rest your mind in your heart, you feel a joy and a bliss that overwhelms you, and you will Know. Surrender your mind to your Heart, and you will feel it.”

— Robert Adams

myredbike

She leaves no doubt

It’s clear to me every minute I’m awake. Most likely when I’m asleep, too, I just don’t remember once I stop dreaming about her. Even if I were a man with the IQ of a bedside lamp, I would still know the undeniable truth without a single shadow of a doubt. She wants me.

She makes it clear and very obvious. She does that, because she needs me to absolutely know it and never question it. It’s a fact like the sun rising in the morning or me making her cum at night.

She flirts and teases and drops subtle innuendos. In public with sneaky whispers in my ear or in private with a filthy tongue that leaves little to even my overactive imagination.

She insists that I have no doubt how much she aches for me. How much she craves my presence. How desperate she is for my touch. For me.

Being desired to boiling point by someone you want just as much, well, fuck me, is there anything sexier in this world? And if there is, I don’t want to know about it. This is my definition of utopia. Nothing will ever come close.