be brave and love yourself,make love not sex

[mrs-9765brightside]

When words and speeches are over,when there is nothing left to say,we remind to ourselves one way to survive:the eyes

[perfectquote]

“I don’t know what living a balanced life feels like. When I am sad, I don’t cry, I pour. When I am happy, I don’t smile, I glow. When I am angry, I don’t yell, I burn. The good thing about feeling in extremes, is when I love, I give them wings. But perhaps that isn’t such a good thing, cause they always tend to leave and you should see me, when my heart is broken. I don’t grieve, I shatter.”

— Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey

[mrs-9765brightside]

She has bumped into the room,

"How can someone so tremendously gorgeous look at me?"

I was rouge and blush,

Suddenly we were gazing at each other

In this harsh hush

But our hearts are gonna race so fast,

That the whole room where disappeared from the rest

[miiperdoaltrove]

[mrs-9765brightside]

Don't remind me the illness through your heaven,

Cause you were petrichor

Were the rivers of my heart used to flow

I was sure

You have been my shore,

But lastly you have chosen what makes you feel ordinary,

And giving up my feelings

Who could have make you feel extraordinary

[lostdeepindarkthoughts]

[thorin-is-a-cuddler]

We celebrate David Bowie, Freddie Mercury and Prince for their gender-nonconforming amazingness as we should, but let us not forget

Annie Lennox

Grace Jones

Sinead O‘Connor

Dolores O‘Riordan

Patti Smith

Tracy Chapman

Please add if you like, i do not own the photos

[tres-charmant-my-dear]

Freddie giving audience the thumb-ups

There's no way to tell if someone writes a better song than you, because in the end it's up to the public. The only way you realise it's good, is if it's received well.

— Freddie Mercury, His Life In His Own Words

[deadenthusiasm]

[robertocustodioart]

Freddie Mercury by Peter Hince 1987

[c-m-b-y-n]

Hands and hugs

[mrs-9765brightside]

A flailing laugh,

A failed past

You seemed to be alike like me,

When we are gentle around people

They expect some quirky perfection existence from us

We are just athoms in the end,

Made up with flaws

And so it goes!

I am craving for flicking you,

Ad interim they are waiting just

For f*** you

[mrs-9765brightside]

A rambuctions look to my soul,

A noisy smirk

I am doomed

Cause there's no mortal who can resist you.

My shivering heart

Is hiding somewhere

To tear you apart,

Cause we weren't meant to be

But you are still my art

We have been 5 feets apart,

But you found her

And I have found a book

To do not think about you

[mrs-9765brightside]

An unbridled joy,

Like I am legless and pointless

All I am

Is a greed

That must be eased with weed

When I am around you

I can even breathe ,

Words are shallow

Cause what matters it needs to be swallow

By my pride

By my ways and my stuttering words due to your nearness

I am dying in a space of love

Stucked In a place that is limitless

[mrs-9765brightside]

I inehale your smell,

Like you were cocaine.

Another step toward you

Meanwhile my heart is warning me

That i Am gonna be' a midnight burnt oil

Wrapped into your arms

Whom are gonna make me spoil

[thepersonalquotes]

[architectonway]

“He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

— Wuthering Heights, Emily Bronte (b. 30 July 1818)