#love musing

[melamemea]

Do not guilt people into interacting with you.

There will be times where we won't be center of the fun, and that is normal. That is okay. What you can do is engage with the people involved, watch and support fellow role players or interact with others.

You do not get to guilt people into writing with you.

If you see someone enjoying themselves in role play, and you feel left out, you do not get to post passive aggressive posts about how you don't feel included. Tumblr is a forum where you need to engage on your own, and you might not always get what you give.

You still don't get to guilt people into writing with you.

[kittymsmithwritesstuff]

They would like to kiss him like they would kiss the stars, with reverence and curiosity saturated in blinding light. They would like the burn on their fingertips where they touched his face so they could see the marks over their faded scars and think of only good things again when they saw their hands. And they would like to put the heat of the universe in his palm so perhaps he could understand how they felt standing in his orbit.

But more than the kiss, more than the burn, more than the stars, they most of all would like to be let to love him.

[benjaminbentley]

you look at him and suddenly every breath of morning makes sense; every star is an undying wish every golden ray of sun a blessing all similar to the things he does to you your heart your soul your being.

you look at him and suddenly you remember what it feels like to be alive.

he , the morning / b.b

[melamemea]

how    am   i      supposed    to    love you ---                           when i don’t love who i am.

[melamemea]

fight so D I R T Y , but your ( L O V E ) so sweet talk so pretty        , but your H E A R T got  teeth

                              late night devil, put your hands on me                               and never ,  never ,  never ever let go

[melamemea]

I wish I knew  ----     how to quit you.

[melamemea]

“ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢᵐⁱˡᵉ   ᵐᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵇᵘᵗᵗᵉʳᶠˡⁱᵉˢ   ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ   ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ;   ˢᵖʳⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒᵘʳˢᵉˢ   ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ   ᵐʸ ˡᵘⁿᵍˢ   ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ⁱᵗ   ᴵ ᵖʳᵃʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᵒᵘʳ ᵈᵃʸᵗⁱᵐᵉ ʰᵒᵘʳˢ   ᵗᵒ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ   ᵉⁿᵈ

[melamemea]

“     ------------------------ oh ,       there it goes ; my love        breaching into devotion       towards the only person i --------------------------------------       ( wasn’t supposed to love )                                           “