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Words by Andrea Gibson
with the right person, love actually feels like returning back home to yourself
people meet me and think about me for the rest of their lives
The art of wanting it with all of your heart and still letting it go.
tiny cuts.
Tracey Emin Oh Christ, I Just Wanted You To Fuck Me And Then I Became Greedy, I Wanted You To Love Me, 2009
bell hooks, All About Love
“I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love. Who’s going to love the girl that can’t stop crying? The girl that hurts herself? The girl that is losing control? The girl that is so sad she can’t get out of bed? The girl that keeps pushing everyone away? Who’s going to love the monster in me, who’s going to love me now?”
— Writer unknown (if you know the author please let me know so I can properly credit!)
“I would never leave. even when things got hard. I have endless forgiveness, understanding, and patience for you. I always will. And endless love to go along with all of that. I wish I could tell you this. I love you. I miss you dearly.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,“ he says. “I don’t care,” I tell him honestly, and I don’t. He could leave me for the moon and I wouldn’t regret a second of the time we spent together. I know in this moment that I would rather have my heart broken than not have this. I make a contract with myself. I will love him and forget the consequences - just this once. He can have everything.”
— S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #255
there is a level of seduction that exists beyond the body. something less tangible, and perhaps more potent. anais nin understood this idea about how desire does not begin with touch but with language, perception, and the sharp electric pull of a mind that challenges and excites you. in her journals, desire is not just a physical hunger but a hunger of the intellect, an unraveling of thought before an unraveling of the body. to be drawn into someone’s mind, to feel their thoughts press against your own, can be more intoxicating than any physical closeness.
—Caitlyn Richardson, 'can intellectual intimacy replace physical desire?', in milk fed
Joy Sullivan, from “Culpable”, Instructions for Traveling West
Mary Oliver, “Starlings in Winter” Owls and Other Fantasies
An Interview with Jenny Slate, by Sara Black McCulloch