“I could start fires with what I feel for you.”
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“I could start fires with what I feel for you.”
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“Don’t you think it would be wonderful to get rid of everything and everybody and just go some place where you don’t know a soul?”
— Haruki Murakami
*breathing*
Afterglow….
when she’s cumming so hard she’s grabbing at you for any sort of stability >>>>
“And yet it disturbs me to learn I have hurt someone unintentionally. I want all my hurts to be intentional.”
— Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye
“Memories and thoughts age, just as people do. But certain thoughts can never age, and certain memories can never fade.”
— Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via thoughtkick)
all children deserve parents but not all parents deserve children
I’m in love with your kind self, the grumpy self, the annoying and distant self, the smart and silly self and also with the broken self that won’t open up to me
- my heart belongs to you
Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998
I tend to want people who crave adrenaline rushes & nighttime drives. they are usually prone to burning cookies. I'm all morning person, daytime driver, recipe follower. I’ve never burned a cookie in my life. to me, love was always a recipe. I believed I could write my way into it. that I could sit in the bookstore & fall. instead, it’s an experiment & I am the subject. you're anything but the result I expected. I'm choked up when I wanted to be eloquent. I think about your fingers on my body & see stars. I want to kiss you in museums & at airports & behind open doors. the church has nothing on us here. there is nothing quite as holy as the feeling while texting under the covers as an adult. I'm hiding even from myself. I second guess every bit of punctuation. you're wild & bright blue & I'm predictable. I'll read every book you own to win you over.
g.t.e. // on wanting