I want you to bite my lip until I can no longer speak And then suck my ex...– Rudy Francisco, “Love Poem Medley” (via larmoyante)
There will come a day When the fear of death will be the favorite joke Passed...– Alysia Harris (via praytolove)
I’m pretty sure Rudy Francisco and I are the same person. You see, Rudy seems to dedicate time and effort to things that will only last a few seconds. I do the same sometimes. Rudy says he tends to fall in love with people that will never love him back. As do I. I agree with him, it is way easier than it seems because I just get so facsinated with people… He argues that it’s even...
You see, I want that, ‘my friends think I’m crazy’ kind of love. That ‘reckless’...– Rudy Francisco
modelmemoirs: Either I’m overwhelmed with emotions or lacking them wholeheartedly. There’s no in between.
My lips are burning For your lips, your cheeks, neck, flesh Not sure who you are…
I’m hard on the outside because I’m soft on the inside. It’s really just a defense mechanism.
I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I...– Thought Catalog (via mariecrisfuentes)
I stood in that narrow hallway in front of your room for about ten minutes last night. I was saying goodbye to all of the house’s rooms because it would be the last time I would be there, but I couldn’t bring myself to open your door. The limbs beneath me wouldn’t allow me to get close enough to even touch the handle. I stared blankly at the white door, wishing that your room still glowed, that I...
Nothing can wear you out like caring about people.– S.E. Hinton, That Was Then, This Is Now (via cinisterr)
Write hard and clear about what hurts.– Ernest Hemingway (via kitty-en-classe)
I always get confused when a guy that I recently started texting says that he misses me. What am I supposed to say to that? Guy: “I miss you” Me:”Uhh, thank you.”
Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.– Hafiz (via haitianprophet)
Last night I felt real arms around me. No hope, no harm. Just another false alarm…
"A cloud just passed over us..." -Akasha
Even if you feel like you’re getting rained on and everything is falling apart, the storm will always pass over. This too shall pass. XOXO, KB
Art is to console those who are broken by life.– Vincent van Gogh (via excrutiate)
My past has thrown its back out trying to love. I’m here now.– Alysia Harris
Kissing in general is great, but to be kissed by someone, I mean really kissed is amazing. To me being kissed means that someone else is so attracted to your mouth that they dive into it. Being kissed is when someone wants every part of your body; they’re almost worshipping you with their lips and tongue. There’s a difference between just kissing someone for fun and kissing them...
I really enjoy kissing.
She is literally saying his name, in other men’s beds– Alysia Harris and Miles Hodges (via unpolishedthoughts)
Let me feel it all, and let all of you feel me. Skin, breath, fingers, heat.– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
He told me things about myself. Not things I didn’t already know, but things other people don’t normally take the time to see.
Guys: “you’re pretty, why are you single?” thank you. I don’t know, why don’t you go ask the universe
Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness. I am kind to everyone, but when someone...– Al Capone (via mrcheyl)
The other day I met this guy and we were talking for a little bit yesterday. He described me like no one ever has before and I was…astounded. Then when I asked him to tell me about himself he told me everything. Again I was surprised because usually when I ask guys to tell me a little bit about them they have nothing to say. This all happened while I stood in the middle of Rittenhouse...
dontecollinsthepoet: -It tasted like chocolate covered barbed-wire, like cardboard dipped in honey, like an “I love you” left to rust in the rain. -DC
Plague my ears with your voice. Infect my flesh with your touch. I want to fill my mouth with your name. Ignite my heart with your being.
I don’t want a lukewarm love. I want it to burn my lips and engulf my soul.– Woori (via 5feetoffury)