You taste like the poetry I wish I could write.

[pussylipgloss]

moan directly into my mouth actually

[bettedavisgf]

genuinely very misty eyed about keanu reeves and have been for years this is very sheeple of me but that’s how i feel

[beyoncelovr]

Partition (2013), dir. Jake Nava

[wesandresons]

[mlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlml-deactivate]

[thepersonalquotes]

[sugary-bowl]

Me, every day: Me? Romantic? Please, I’m not 12.

Me watching Pride and Prejudice (2005) mouthing along: If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever. If, however, your feelings had changed, I will have to tell you, you have bewitched me body and soul and I love…I love… I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.

[c-xptive-deactivated20210506]

<3

[zonecat]

It's like a summer shower

With every drop of rain singing

"I love you, I love you, I love you

I love you, I love you, I love you

I love you, I love you, I love you"

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“My soul was in torment, but now—the moment I’m with you—I’m fully relaxed.”

— Anton Chekhov, tr. by Peter Constantine, from “O Women, Women,” c. 1880

[thepersonalquotes]

[amanda-laya-deactivated20150609]

[purplebuddhaproject]

“I’ll read my books, and I’ll drink coffee, and I’ll listen to music, and I’ll bolt the door.”

— J.D. Salinger (via purplebuddhaquotes)

[parisi0n-deactivated20191022]

“i guess it still hurts. sometimes. not as much.  i feel like it hurts me when it hurts you. an agreement to forget until someone remembers.  i still wonder if it ever hurt you. i wonder if hurting me, hurt you.  it’s like when you punch someone and your hand kills after; you can’t hurt someone else without sacrificing something of yourself. i guess what hurts me, what will probably always hurt, is how much i put into something you already knew was going completely nowhere. i wish you would have stopped me from the start. i just wanted you to love me.  show me love. give me love. breathe me love. love me with love. i know now that none of that was love. lust. you showed me lust. gave me lust. breathed lust into the back of my throat. loved me, but with lust”

— Diana Silvers, Do you fear your own vulnerability?

[a-quiet-green-agreement]

–Margaret Atwood

[a-quiet-green-agreement]

–Walt Whitman

[listenuppnow]