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Quiero más que una atracción física. Quiero una conexión mental, quiero estar en silencio y que entiendas que no es necesario forzar una conversación, porque vos te sentís cómodo igual ante la ausencia de las palabras. Quiero escucharte llorar, abrazarte y tomarnos un té en nuestra cama, besar tus lágrimas para después irnos a dormir con las piernas entrelazadas. Con vos quiero reirme aunque no tenga motivos. Quiero escucharte cantar en la ducha, quiero que te pongas tu remera favorita y meter las manos frías debajo. Para que te den escalofríos, esos escalofríos qué no tienen nada que ver con el frío. Que sea más que algo físico, qué lo nuestro sea un desborde de emociones.

inveerness

Eso mgta

queseandos

Hermosas palabras la puta que los parió

me: hello there brain, can we please have a good day today?

brain: hey listen buddy go fuck yourself

thelovejournals

Each time you happen to me all over again.

Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence (via thelovejournals)

minuscoligranellidisabbia

motoshima

Faz um segundo que eu acordei e já pensei em você mais de um milhão de vezes.

Motoshima. (via infinita-obsessao)

thelovejournals

I’ve stopped being sorry for all my soft. I won’t apologise because I miss you, or because I said it, or because I text you first, or again. I think everyone spends too much time trying to close themselves off. I don’t want to be cool or indifferent, I want to be honest. If I love you at 5AM, I’d damn well rather that you know I felt it. If I love you two hours later, I’ll tell you then too. Listen, I won’t wait double the time it takes for you to text me back because I don’t want to. I don’t care enough to be patient with you. I’m happy, you made me feel that way, don’t you want to know? So that’s how it’s going to be. I’m going to leave myself as open as a church door. And I’m going to wake you up before the crack of dawn to tell you that I’m fucking joyful, no pretending, not from me, not ever. Would you like some coffee, would you please kiss me? Here, these are my hands, this is my mouth, it is all yours.

Azra T., Don’t Wait Three Days to Text First (via thelovejournals)

thelovejournals

I like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. I like your body. I like what it does, I like its hows. I like to feel the spine of your body and its bones,and the trembling -firm-smooth ness and which I will again and again and again kiss, I like kissing this and that of you, I like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs, and possibly I like the thrill of under me you so quite new of under me you so quite new

E.E. Cummings, I like my body when it is with your (via thelovejournals)

wnq-anonymous

You have to learn to say no without feeling guilty. Setting boundaries is healthy. You need to learn to respect and take care of yourself.

Anonymous (via thelovejournals)

thequotejournals

I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via thequotejournals)