I wonât kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I canât get rid of habits.
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@kissingfanatic
I wonât kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I canât get rid of habits.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, Flappers and Philosophers (via wordsnquotes)
That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.
Andrea Gibson (via wordsnquotes)
Please, just one kiss. No, two. Wait, three! Ahhh, please just keep kissing me.
Because with the right person, sometimes kissing feels like healing.
Lisa McMann, Gone (via thelovejournals)
All I want is the taste that your lips allowâŠ
Ed Sheeran (via wnq-music)
Before your lips, Iâd only ever been kissed so gently by the rain.
acmv-writes (via wordsnquotes)
If youâre tired of kissing me Iâd better go.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned
But once youâve said âI love youâ, your kisses have a different taste.
xcreedtico (via wordsnquotes)
Hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is The Night (via thelovejournals)
I donât just want to take your breath away. I want to rip it from your mouth and keep it locked away between my teeth. You can only have it back if you kiss me again.
Meggie Royer, Literary Sexts
(via wordsnquotes)
please? // r.i.d