It’s gross as fuck to tell people that no one will love them until they love themselves. Loving yourself is hard. Listen: you are loved, you are worthy of love and respect, and you can be loved even on the days when you see nothing in yourself to love.

i imagine getting my own place all the time and going down to the grocery store early in the morning before everyone else and to the coffee shop and having a really small place with wide windows and lots of plants and shelves of books and a tiny kitchen where i can make tea and noodles and a bed with a pile of blankets and just a place i can make uniquely my own or maybe a place i could share with someone but i just think about this place a lot idk.

the distance, it hurts
it betrays my conscience, and
it weakens my heart

no story, poem,
song, or outpour of tears could
measure what we have

I should have kissed you
longer, just long enough so
I would not miss you

is there a word for
remembering something you
wish you could forget?



I’m so detached and distant and cold at times, but I swear if you spark my interest, I can become so clingy and you’ll become so important to me and I will put so much of my time and effort towards you.

A sensual woman is the one who inspires sex without being explicit. A woman who smells of ingenuity even if it is not. Sensuality is the ’ union between innocence and eroticism.

Beauty is not long hair, skinny legs, tanned skin or perfect teeth. Believe me. Beauty is the face of who cried and now smiles, beauty is the scar on your knee since you fell when you were a kid, beauty is the circles when love doesn’t let you sleep, beauty is the expression on the face when the alarm rings in the morning, it’s the melted makeup when you have a shower, it’s the laughter when you make a joke you’re the only one who can understand, beauty is meeting his gaze and stopping understanding, beauty is your gaze when you see him, it’s when you cry for all you paranoias, beauty is the lines marked by time. Beauty is what we feel in the inside which also shows outside us. Beauty is the marks the life leaves on us, all the kicks and the caresses the memories leave us. Beauty is letting yourself live

A goddess is a woman who emerges from deep within herself. She is a woman who has honestly explored her darkness and learned to celebrate her light. She is a woman who is able to fall in love with the magnificent possibilities within her. She is a woman who knows of the magic and mysterious places inside her, the sacred places that can nurture her soul and make her whole. She is a woman who radiates light. She is magnetic. She walks into a room and male and female alike feel her presence. She has power and softness at the same time. She has powerful sexual energy that’s not dependent on physical looks. She has a body that she adores and it shows by the way she comfortably lives and moves in it. She cherishes beauty, light and love. She is a woman who can ask for help when she needs it or give help when asked. She respects boundaries, hers and another’s. She is a woman who takes responsibility for everything she creates in her life. She is a woman who is totally supportive and giving. She is a Goddess…

We get so worried about being pretty. Let’s be pretty kind. Pretty funny. Pretty smart. Pretty strong.

"Date the girl whose hair is a mess and steals your t-shirts and kisses you in front of boys who look at her admiringly. Date the girl who wants to dance in the rain with you and make tea for you and make you laugh so hard you snort tea out your nose. Date the girl who cares so much that she can tell something is wrong just by looking at you. Date the girl who will wrap her arms around you for no reason and pay attention when you talk about the things you love, even if she doesn’t love them herself. Date the girl who looks like a lazy sunday afternoon instead of a saturday night. Yeah. Just date that girl." 

Be loved, be admired, be necessary; be somebody.

Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.

2014 taught me that people are temporary. We outgrow people and it’s ok.

Yes, I’d like to order pizza with a side of rough sex and cuddles, thanks

Side note: There’s this Japanese phrase that doesn’t really translate to English. Koi No Yokan: The sense upon first meeting a person that the two of you are going to fall into love. I didn’t know it then. But this is what I was feeling.

Yesterday’s eyeliner can be todays smokey eye if you believe in yourself

I hope your day is as nice as my ass

She is a goddess. You held her once and can’t forget. You kissed her once and it hurts to remember. She’s beautiful. She’s got you on your knees. You’ve never loved like this before. You’ve never prayed like this before. You never imagined this much holy. There is sacred in every sigh.

i’ve been trying to write you this poem for so long,
but it keeps coming back to the same things:
your hands, your eyes, your smile.
the way you taste, like summer and stardust.
the night when you wore red and the whole sky was on fire.

this is the seventh draft of this poem, baby.
i don’t know how else to say it.
i’m so far gone. my heart is tucked in your back pocket.
i’d steal the sun if you asked. 

it would be a pleasure to burn for you.

We made love before ever laying a finger on each other. Caressed our souls in ways that most can’t even fathom… it was true magic.

bruh my phone is always in my damn hand if u think i’m ignoring you i am

My girlfriend (who is asleep) just rolled over, wrapped her arms around me and very lovingly whispered “I want to murder you”

I don’t need a Valentine. I need Valentino.

Let me be your:

7am morning fuck before you go to work

Midday text, letting you know that you’re on my mind

5pm cuddle after a long days work

11pm rough fuck as i pound away the frustrations of your day

2am soft whisper in your ear, as i tell you “i love you”

Me: *ignores boy*
Boy: *posts picture lookin good*
Me: hey sorry I was asleep what’s up

friend: how are things
me: please don’t make me think about my life

When it came his kiss was tender. His lips were soft, his hand gently cradled the side of her face. But to her those lips felt hot against hers, and she was suddenly intensely aware of his maleness. She pressed herself closer and any thought of restraint was gone. She wanted his heat. She wanted him.

I was my own woman. The next step was to find the proper sort of man.

Oh, love is so good when you’re treated like you should be.

kinky things to say during sexual intercourse

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The less people know about your ambitions, the less evil eye.

I just want to hold hands write cute poems about you and have hardcore sex 

Cold weather, early mornings, big shirts, messy hair, coffee, cigarettes and a favorite book.

have you ever felt that tension with someone where out of nowhere you just want to grab them, kiss them and make them beg, make them ask for more. their eyes and body drive you nuts and you just want them and you’ll do anything to get them, touch them, hear them, own them and you know you just crave for them and its like your life depends on it and you will never get enough

Wolves and Women have much in common. Both share a wild spirit. Women and Wolves are instinctual creatures, able to sense the unseen. They are loyal, protective of their packs and of their pups. They are wild and beautiful. Both have been hunted and captured. Even in captivity, one can see in the eyes of a Woman, or a Wolf, the longing to run free, and the determination that should the opportunity arise, Whoosh, they will be gone…..

Wait for someone who says, “Holy crap, how did I get so lucky?” when you walk in the door, absolutely exhausted from work at 6pm after being married for 30 years. Wait for that, it’s more than worth it.

*walks up to attractive person* I noticed u were eating. U wont believe this but I ALSO enjoy eating. We should get food or married sometime

Life sometimes gets so bogged down in the details, you forget you are living it. There is always another appointment to be met, another bill to pay, another symptom presenting, another uneventful day to be notched onto the wooden wall. We have synchronized our watches, studied our calendars, existed in minutes, and completely forgotten to step back and see what we’ve accomplished.

brain: i see you're trying to sleep, can i offer a selection of your worst memories from the last 10 years

a bad bitch like me is going through some emotions rn but that’s ok bc I’m still bad

i want someone that is on my level mentally so much. i’m not saying be boring and serious all the time because that’s boring as fuck but don’t be vapid and goofy all the fucking time like??? i want to have some grown ass conversations about shit that’s important. shit that matters. i want to be challenged mentally. i want someone that’s going to make me think about shit from a different perspective. i crave meaningful conversation. i want to be taught a coupla thangs. 

She was most beautiful when she did as she wanted; when she ate what she wanted and sighed in satisfaction. When she wore what she wanted and walked in confidence. She was particularly spectacular when she loved…even when she received nothing in return.

They have no idea, how sweet your kiss tastes just like death on my lips.

I hope you find someone who is brave enough to enter your storm, and respects you enough to love the size of your waves. I hope you find someone who will relish the calm you can have, and who is eager to set sail on the expanse of your mind. I hope you find someone that can’t escape the love they have for you, because now they have you in their very blood, always reminding them that you are the only sea worth exploring.

When your happiness of giving is way more greater than your happiness of taking, at this moment you realize that you’ve grown up.