i love playing with a boys hair.
pressing his head into my chest as we sleep, burying my fingers in his hair. gently scratching his scalp to lure him into soft sleep. feeling him melt into my arms.
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i love playing with a boys hair.
pressing his head into my chest as we sleep, burying my fingers in his hair. gently scratching his scalp to lure him into soft sleep. feeling him melt into my arms.
what if i just wanna sit on your lap, hold your face, and kiss it all over?? huh?????? what then?????????
I intend to kiss you so slowly, so thoroughly, that you'll be begging me to never, ever stop.đ
literally want nothing more rn than to be cuddling a boy, kissing his neck all sweet and slip my hand under his waistband. just getting to hold him against my chest while i slowly stroke him, listening to all the soft little sighs he lets out...
men who immediately take your hand and tuck you behind them when something feels off, men who immediately step infront and put themselves between you and danger, men who make your safety their priority
I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.
56 DAYSÂ //Â 1.07
56 DAYSÂ //Â 1.01
âI wasnât always like thisâ will always be one of the saddest phrases to exist. And by âthisâ they mean the insecurity,the never ending sadness,the suppressed anger which eventually turned into agony. It means they were once,normal,joyful even.They ran across gardens and still managed to catch their breath,now they cry in bathrooms and can never find that breath back.
-nipuna
You will get over it because you fucking have to
let me just listen to your heartbeat for a minute
I will probably get through this just like I have gotten through everything before but I need to be really stressed and scared first
who needs therapy when you can listen to i wanna get better by the bleachers 50 times in a row am i right ladies
actually i really should see a therapist but hey you know what? I HEAR THE VOICE OF A PREACHER FROM THE BACK ROOM CALLING M
That's the way it is: If two people want to be together, they'll find a way. They'll forge a way.
â Shobha Rao, An Unrestored Woman: And Other Stories
every mission becomes a date if you take your love interest with you.
âare you okay?â well, no, but like where is the conversation going to go if i say that
give me two characters who are each otherâs home. two characters who feel completely safe, warm and protected in each otherâs presence, and who are completely respected by the other. two people who, on some level or another, were missing that little extra spark they needed to feel fully confident and accepted as their whole selves until the other came along. they donât âfix each otherâ or âmake each other betterââthey give the other the support they need to build on what was already inside them. sure they might kiss, or make goo-goo eyes, but they can also justâŠtalk, and make each other laugh and smile, because for once they feel comfortable enough in themselves and with each other to be vulnerable in that way. two complete people who finally find someone to share all of themselves with. and no matter what they do or how far they go, theyâll always have each other to come back home to.Â