[love]

[littleredrockett]

“It is January and I am in love with the way a beautiful boy with big brown eyes looks at me in the morning. Everything feels too good to be true because it is. It is February and I get my heart broken so poetically, I stop writing for weeks. The city is cold and hopeless and I feel nothing but sad and small. It is March and I am trying to piece myself back together. I am taking care of myself the best that I can and swearing on my own heart that I’ll stop wearing it on my worn, mascara-stained sleeve. It is April and I am celebrating my birthday with absinthe and whiskey and beautiful people. I am laughing and dancing and falling in love with the night again. It is May and I am sleeping less and going out more. I give into animal instincts and spend less time trying to figure out why I am the way I am. I kiss a lot of people. I fuck a lot of people. It is June and I am having an affair with rock bottom. I am desperate to keep life interesting and I make colossal mistakes on purpose for the sake of something to write about. It is July and I have spent half the year fucking up. I tell myself starting over is not impossible, and I get a new job at a cocktail bar where no one knows the people I have been. It is August and I am drinking too much. I throw up for the first time and I fall asleep laughing. I am lonely and I am convincing myself that I am okay. It is September and I am in San Francisco. I spend every day at the beach and every night spending too much money in the city. I am relieved to have a change of scenery, but for the first time, I miss Portland. It is October and I’m not drinking this month. I am falling in love with chosen family and falling asleep, for the first time,with a sense of belonging. Portland feels like home and it makes me want to sing. It is November and I give my heart to someone soft and dangerous. We spend entire afternoons in bed together and I write him too many poems. He calls me dark magic and after three and half weeks, he leaves. It is December and I am learning how to be alone again. I practice being less vulnerable and more hidden in plain sight. I am infatuated with unavailable people and almost okay with sleeping alone. I am complacent at best, and getting better at leaving my past in the past. I am counting down the days, waiting for another January, waiting for a reason to start over again.”

— After Fortesa Latifi’s 2015.

[remanence-of-love]

[doggosource]

11/10 a good doggo posing for his hooman’s insta 

[thepersonalquotes]

your voice calms my storms

[thotianaxoxo-deactivated2016052]

3 things to keep private

1. Love Life 

2. Income 

3. Next Move

[thekingprincess]

You will never need another soul to make you complete, but you will always need one to see the reflection of your existence ☯️💞🔯⁣⁣

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Your twin soul reflects back the intensity and immensity of your whole intricate self. They reflect back your full-blooded passion and beautifully raw existence, just simply by being. Activating anything that ever lied dormant within you, with their pure presence alone. They open you up totally and completely, and remind you of your most sacred home - the home inside of yourself. ⁣⁣

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Your twin soul is the one soul with the divine capacity, perfectly matched to you, of you- here to show you fully to yourself. In divine ecstasy, healed harmony, oscillating wholeness between the two; the one is realized fully. ⁣⁣

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Here, where complete pure love is reflected, highest bliss-state achieved, zero resistance to the what is or has been, purest oneness is seen- existence is given exquisite meaning. Your divine and human self is fully recognized and honored here, no part of you left untouched. This one being kisses your most private thoughts and dances with your darkest selves, enlightening all, transmuting all. Heaven unites with hell. ⁣⁣

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It is here, in this self-realized love-saturated state, absolutely anything is possible✨⁣⁣

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-Written by Shannon Sophia

[genterie]

Shawn Mendes - If I Can’t Have You music video

[mrrogerscardigans]

Yo his response 😂😂😂 I have expired

[wavylush]

The best sex is “I missed you” sex

[helloimnotlerry]

[pa1-gey]

[logarto]

casual intimacy kills me every time. grand gestures are cute and all but seeing two people who are just totally comfortable with having each other in their space, who dont think twice about leaning into each other and thoughtlessly holding each other while doing unrelated things….. thats love

[anxietyproblem]

[spacealienstuff]

Just going home...

[best-fashion-gifs]

[diorxgalore]

I just want someone to look at me and just think “she’s worth everything”.