February 2012
This morning, with her, having coffee.
– Johnny Cash, when asked for his definition of paradise. (via sheismywhore)
you are not too old
and it is not too late
to dive into your increasing depths...
– Rainer Maria Rilke (via dreamsinthyme)
for the taking
mywrds:
What is this heat that does not cool defying physics What is this feeling that does not fade against all reason I hear your voice and my body responds Your words draw me to you across the distance How can desire grow without a kiss or touch to fan the flames When I think of you it is our bodies coupling every way possible again and again my hands on you mouth exploring you wanting you...
It always shocked me when I realized that I wasn’t the only person in the world...
– John Green, Looking for Alaska
(via quarters-for-payphones)
My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem (via moldavia)
I didn’t want to kiss you goodbye — that was the trouble — I wanted to kiss you...
– Ernest Hemingway (via everythingyoulovetohate)
Maybe there’s something you’re afraid to say, or someone you’re afraid to love,...
– (via gabrielleradaza)
You know what doesn’t get shit done? Masturbation.
– Me (via buenos-tardis-mishamigos)
When someone is EXTREMELY excited in the morning.