Sapiosexual

Evelyne, 24, based in London. "I want an incisive, inquisitive, insightful, irreverent mind. I want someone for whom philosophical discussion is foreplay. I want someone who sometimes makes me go ouch due to their wit and evil sense of humor. I want someone that I can reach out and touch randomly. I want someone I can cuddle with. I decided all that means that I am sapiosexual.

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“I used to think that the brain was the most wonderful organ in my body. Then I realized who was telling me this.”

Emo Philips (via psych-facts)

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Why would someone give up so easy?

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sext: i pray your smile will never fade. sext: you look prettiest when you aren’t thinking about being pretty. sext: you are poetry. sext: the first time you wrote me poetry it knocked my knees to the ground and suddenly nothing else mattered but the way you loved me and you loved me so fucking good. sext: i need you to call me whenever you’re free, i want to tell you about my day. sext: i told my mom about you, she said you sound like something i gotta hang on to. sext: i know it’s 3 am but i just drove for 4 hours straight and now i’m in seattle, but the streets don’t feel alive and i wish you were here to take in the calm with me. seattle has never felt calmer than now, but i need you. sext: dude i really fucking love you. sext: your music taste is flawless, send me more songs you write poetry to. i need to feel something. sext: do you know what it means to be alive? i don’t and i’ve been thinking about it for hours. don’t you ever feel like life is fake and we don’t exist so nothing really matters? text me when you can, i’m having an existential crisis. sext: you smelled really good today and your hands were much softer. have you been using a new body wash perhaps? sext: you’ve grown up so much since i’ve known you. i’m enamored by you. sext: i’m coming over, no excuses, i’m bringing soup and i’ll make you a grilled cheese, cut diagonally the way you like it. sext: i miss you, come home soon. sext: can we just discuss obama and biden’s friendship for a couple minutes?  sext: my dog misses you. sext: i feel like i’ve known you forever. i want to know you forever. sext: dude, i really fucking love you, okay?

turn me on, but don’t tell me you want to fuck me |(morsus engel)| (via actuates)

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and four years later you’re dancing around your kitchen with a pint of milk in your hand. the windows are open wide, the neighbors are still awake, and they are watching you. they are watching you fall in love with being alive.

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The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby. (via wordsnquotes)

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Lost is a lovely place to find yourself.

Michael Faudet (via wordsnquotes)

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I’ve always longed to turn the last page of a romantic novel but it seems my life is destined to remain a book of short stories.

Michael Faudet    (via michaelfaudet)

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